Your gifts and messages bring comfort and inspiration, but why does America wait? _CHARITY_: “With malice toward none, with charity for all,” America has sought to live at peace with all men. “With firmness in the right as God gives her to see the right,” she will act when the time comes. _BRITAIN_ (_to_ FRANCE _and_ BELGIUM): Said I not so? (_Turning toward West with outstretched arms_): “Columbia, Sister of the West, With all of Nature’s gifts endowed, With all of Heaven’s mercies blessed, Nor of thy power unduly proud, Peerless in courage, force, and skill, And godlike in thy strength of will,-- “Before thy feet the ways divide; One path leads up to heights sublime; Downward the other slopes, where bide The refuse and the wreck of Time. Choose, then, nor falter at the start, O choose the nobler path and part!” _FRANCE_ (_stepping to_ BRITAIN’S _side, continues_): “Be thou the guardian of the weak, Of the unfriended, thou the friend; No guerdon for thy valor seek. No end beyond the avowèd end. Wouldst thou thy godlike power preserve, Be godlike in the will to serve.” (_Others join_ BRITAIN _and_ FRANCE _in silent supplication. Music softly, first lines of “Star-Spangled Banner.” While music sounds, the American Flag is unfurled from above over stage. Immediately_ AMERICA _enters. She is dressed like_ COLUMBIA _and carries a lighted torch. While she stands a moment in the center at the rear, music changes to “Hail Columbia,” while all on stage salute her._) _ALL_: Hail! Hail! Columbia! _AMERICA_: “Prince of Light, or Prince of Darkness! I have chosen for the world, On the side of deathless freedom I my banner have unfurled.” _AMERICA_ (_to Belgium_): “Little Belgium, crushed and bleeding, Martyred by the cruel horde, Crowned with thorns, yet bravely fighting, Thou shalt live to be restored!” (_to France_): “France, the fair, with face uplifted, Radiant courage on you waits, Thou shalt beat the hordes of Prussia, Seeking entrance at thy gates.” _FRANCE_: They shall not pass! They shall not pass! _AMERICA_ (_to Britain_): “Britons, ye Who guard the sacred outpost, not in vain Hold your proud peril! Freemen undefiled Keep watch and ward! Let battlements be piled Around your cliffs; fleets marshalled, till the main Sink under them; and if your courage wane, Through force or fraud, look westward to your child.” _BRITAIN_: “Now fling them out to the breeze, Shamrock, Thistle and Rose, And the Star-Spangled Banner unfurl with these-- A message to friends and to foes Wherever the sails of peace are seen, and wherever The war wind blows--