THE BLUE DWARF. 
79 
All a pirate’s hoarded store  
From the islands of the West  
Gathered far with blood and tears  
For three score and seven years.  
All this wealth of virgin gold  
This thy babe shall helt and hold.  
He shall buy the souls of priests ;  
Forge men chains, and make them beasts ;  
Give the carrion soldier meat,  
And corrupt the judgment-seat.  
With it he shall seethe the snake  
Of his faith in fire-hot blood ;  
Hurt the humble, strew the stake  
With the faggots ;  gild the rood  
That for many a year shall brand  
With its blight full many a land. 
 
CHAU 
 
I have brought him frankincense.  
He shall dull therewith the sense  
Of his slaves, that they may be  
Docile in their slavery.  
He shall fill their aching minds