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The broad Pacific brightens into blue, And coral isles are white with beating flame Of living water on their strand, live through With million flames candescent as the dew, Red flowers too queenly for a mortal name ! The sea is pregnant with green stars ; the land, The sky, like lovers stand With kiss half-consciously exchanged, hand fast in hand. O lovers fair and free, the wings of peace Bear this voice onward ; linger as your will By moon-wrought glades, and softly murmuring seas, Lands white with summer, and the quiet leas ! Linger, and let…
1899 · PDF PAGE 14
…riend, Your loyal hand extend, Let freedom, peace and faith grow stronger to the end. O child of freedom, thou art very fair ! Thou hast white roses on thy eager breast, The scent of all the South is in thy hair, Thy lips are fragrant with the blossoms rare Blown under sea waves when the white wings rest ! Come to our warrior breast, where victory Sits passionate and free— Ring out the wild salute ! Our sister over sea ! CHISWICK PRESS CHARLES WHITTINGHAM AND CO TOOKS COURT, CHANCERY LANE, LONDON
1899 · PDF PAGE 12
Burn, changeful purple of the vine’s cool stream ! Burn, like the sunset of a stormy sky When white winds gather, and white horses gleam Upon the ocean, and the meadows steam With haze of thunder, when the crimson eye Dips, and deep darkness falls and lies, and breaks In lightning’s awful flakes, When thunder unto thunder calls and the storm awakes. With maddening hoofs, ye coursers of the sun, Spurn the reverberant air and paw the day, Make east and west indissolubly one, And night fall beaten, for its day is spun, And bid light gird its sword…
1899 · PDF PAGE 3
… eagle aspires To match the sun’s own fires, Children of our land, hear the children of your sires. We stretch out hands to-day when the white wings Of Peace are spread beneath you and your foe. O race of men that slay the slaves of kings ! We, whom the foam-crowned ocean still enrings, We, whose strong freedom never brooked a blow, Hail you now victors, hail you of the sword Proved in the west the lord, Hail you, and bid you sound quick friendship and accord. T I
1899 · PDF PAGE 5
…ends. The traitors and the peoples and the kings That love not righteous things, They shall behold our wrath, and find our anger stings. White slaves shall look up and behold a light Grow in the islands of the sacred sea, And on the land whose forehead kisses night And has the dawn upon its wings, whose might Is mightier for the lips of Liberty Pressed on its new-born cheek, when Church and State Drove forth to baffle Fate Our sires and yours, whose fame is grown this year so great. 3
1899 · PDF PAGE 10
Swords that clang sharp on heaven’s anvil, white With heat of God’s own forehead that beholds The building broken that is made of might, Nor builded firm on justice’ iron height, Nor is not cast in mercy’s sliver mould :— Swords sharp to slay, when vengeance must its fill Drink of the bloody rill Wherein men lave their mouths, arise and smite and kill. Listen all lands, and wonder ! For the night Rolls back her beaten iron, and the day Breaks, and the passionate heralds of the light, Armoured with love for panoply of might, Rush on the portals …