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1899 · PDF PAGE 9

An Appeal to the American Republic

…t places of the sea, Ye plains and mountains rugged with the wind, And all ye hollow caverns whence there flee Foam-heads and blusterous waves, give ear to me, And O thou thunder, follow hard behind ! O womb of night, reverberate these chords, Ye clouds, ye stormy lords, With clamour and shrill voice as of ten thousand swords. 7

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1899 · PDF PAGE 6

An Appeal to the American Republic

… sink and be no more, Or waft your barks, with wheat gold-laden swiftly o’er. Our foamcaps, that your rocks disdainful flung Back to the waves that left our beaten coast, Shall be like echoes of sweet songs unsung, And all the ocean noises find a tongue To voice the clamour of a righteous boast— That friendship and dominion shall be wrought 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 …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 5

An Appeal to the American Republic

… strength increase By comradeship that quickens to abide, A bond of justice, light, and liberty, To make the wide earth free As the wild waves that slake the passion of the sea. Let all the world keep silence and behold The wrath of two great nations that are friends Against who bartered Poland, and who sold Italy, weighed out Hungary for gold, And shattered Greece to serve no noble 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 …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 14

An Appeal to the American Republic

…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

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