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1899 · PDF PAGE 8

An Appeal to the American Republic

…ong of the free ; Angels with mercy and with beauty shod Move in the mazes of an Eden, trod Not by the seemly spirits of the sea, But by brave men built wholly of desire And freedom’s mystic fire, To clothe its habitants with glorious attire. 6

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1899 · PDF PAGE 6

An Appeal to the American Republic

… Out of the womb of thought, And all the bygone days be held for things of nought. What matter though our fathers did you wrong ? Though brave sons brake our bitter yoke ? Though we Strove to compel you to a cruel thong ? What, though the stronger did defeat the strong ? Both, wild and patient as the steep strong sea ? What matter that some strive to waken hate, Traitors to either state, Hang them in chains ! Our way to Freedom cannot wait ! 4

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1899 · PDF PAGE 14

An Appeal to the American Republic

And men who come behind us yet unborn, Nor dimly guessed at down the brook of time, Shall celebrate the brave undying morn When the free nations put aside their scorn For friendship, rock no sundering surge may climb, When their strong hands gripped hard across the sea, Flushed with fresh victory, Lands royal, leal, and great, vast beautiful, and free. Our children’s children shall unsheathe the sword Against the envy of some tyrant power, The leader of your people and our lord Shall join to wrest from slavery abhorred Some other race, a fair s…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 12

An Appeal to the American Republic

… sword to thigh, display The shield of heaven’s blue, and call the deep To watch the warrior sleep Of two fast friends that wake only if brave men weep. Wake, western land so fair, and this shall be ! Speak and accomplish, let no ardour slip, A sullen hound, ad be brought shamefully Back, and resurge the tremor of the sea, And spoil a perfect kiss from free land’s lip. Of fair free sister country, for our sake, Who at thy side would break All bars, all bonds, and bid the very dead awake. 10

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