Collected Works (Vol. I)

140 AN APPEAL TO TIE AMERICAN REPUBLIC For by the groves of green and quiet ways, | When their strong hands gripped hard across y g g q ) g gripp And on the windy reaches of the river, In moonlit night and blue unbroken days, And where the cold ice breaks in pallid bays, And where dim dawns in frosty forest shiver ; Where India burns and far Australia glows ; Where cactus blooms, where rose, Let our hearts’ beat be heard, to lighten many woes. Sister and daughter of our loyal isle, Gur hands reach out to you, our lips are fain To wreathe with yours in one delicious smile Of budding love, to grow a kiss awhile, And laugh like bride and groom, and kiss again ! Let our alliance like a marriage stand, Supreme from strand to strand, The likeness of our love, the clasp of hand in hand. 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, 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 lyrant power : The leader of your people and our lord Shall join to wrest from slavery abhorred Some other race, a fair storm-ruined flower ! O fair republic, lover and sweet friend, 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!