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… aid to make other men free ! Your strength—I defy you to shame it ! Your peace—I defy it to be Dishonoured ! Arise and proclaim it From sea unto sea ! From Ireland the voice of the dying, The murdered, the starved, the exiled, In hope to your freedom is crying A dolorous note and a wild : “ Your star-bestrewn banner is flying, And ours—is defiled.” From Ind—shall her summons awaken ? Her voices are those of the dead ! By famine and cholera shaken, By taxes and usury bled, In the hour of her torture forsaken, Stones given for bread ! In Africa …
1901 · PDF PAGE 8
… men, the rising sun ? Who calls me coward ? Let them wait awhile ! Shall I Bow down a loyal head to fate : despair and die ? I hear the sea roll strong and pure that bore me far From Meallfavournie’s scalp, gray moor and lonely scaur ; I hear the waves together mutter in counsel deep ; I hear the thunder the winds utter in broken sleep ; I hear the voices of four rivers crying aloud ; Four Angels trumpet, and earth shivers : the heavens shroud Their faces in blank terror for the sound of them : The mountains are disturbed and roar : the azure …
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…ed and lightened, Thy thunder was heard on the deep ; The stars with Thy Fear shook and whitened, The sun and the moon in the steep. The sea rose in tumult and clamour, The Earth also shook with Thee then, As Thor had uplifted his hammer, And smitten the mutinous men. O ! rise Thou again ! The voice of the Lord is uplifted ; The wilderness also obeys ; The flames of the fire they are rifted ; The waves of the sea know His ways. The cedars of Lebanon hear Thee, The desert of Kadesh hath known ; The Sons of Men know Thee and fear Thee, Flee far f…
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…Saxons are driven as cattle ; We know Thee, that Thou art the Lord ! Forth Freedom flings skyward, a maiden Rejoicing, upsprung from the sea, And the wild lyre of Erin is laden At last with the songs of the free ! Hail ! Hail unto Thee ! 25
1901 · PDF PAGE 32
…ause of the free ! In the name of our God as I name it, AMEN ! I demand it of ye, Man’s freedom ! Arise and proclaim it, The song of the sea ! S.S. PENNSYLVANIA, July 4, 1900. 30
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…DENCE. HE ship to the breezes is bended ; The wind whistles off to the lee ; The sun is arisen, the splendid ! The sun on the marvellous sea ! And the feast of your freedom is ended, O sons of the free ! Your shouts have gone up to remember The day of your oath to the world. Is its flame dwindled down to an ember ? The flag of your liberty furled ? Your limbs are too strong to dismember— In sloth are they curled ? T 27
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…ire hath dispersed them and shattered ! They hesitate, waver, and flee ! Thy tyrant is shaken and scattered, And Ireland is clear to the Sea ! Green Erin is free ! Hail ! Hail to Thee, Lord of us, Horus ! All hail to the warrior name ! Thy chariots shall drive them before us, Thy sword sweep them forth as a flame. Rise ! Move ! and descend ! I behold Thee, Heaven cloven of fieriest bars, Armed Light ; and they follow and fold Thee, Thine armies of terrible stars. The Powers of Mars ! At the brightness that leapeth before Thee The heavens bow do…
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Stand, Russia ! Let thy freedom grow in peace, Beneath the constant rule, the changing Czar. Thy many, thine inhospitable seas Shall ring thee round, a zodiac to thy star, And Frost, the rampart of thine iron ease, Laugh at the shock of war. Turn, Italy ! The Voice is unto Thee ! Return, poor wounded maiden, to thy home ! Thou hast well tried a spurious liberty : Thou art made captive ; let thy fancy roam To the great Mother, deeper than the sea, And fairer than the foam. O Gateway of the admirable East ! Hold fast thy Faith ! Let no man take t…
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…ey said : “ Lords of this globe, the Saxon race, are we. “ Europe before us lies, as men lie dead ; “ Britannia—ho ! Britannia rules the sea ! ” This night thy kingdom shall be finishèd, Thy soul required of thee. Hail ! France ! Because thy freedom hath rebelled Against the alien, and the golden yoke ; Because thy justice lives and reigns, unquelled, Unbribed ; because thy head above the smoke Soars, eagle ! Tribulation hath not felled Thy freedom’s ancient oak ! 11