第66章

Yonder’sthemanwithhislifeinhishand，Legsonthemarchforwhatevertheland，Ortotheslaughter，ortothemaiming，Gettingthedoleofadogforpay。

Laurelsheclaspsinthewords’dutydone，’

Englandhisheartundereverysun：-

Exquisitehumour!thatgeshimanamingBasetotheearasanass’sbray。

THEVOYAGEOFTHE’OPHIR’

Menofourrace，wesendyouoneRoundwhomctoria’sholynameIshalofromthesunkensunOfhergrandSummer’sdayaflame。

TheheartofyourlovedMotherland，Tothemshelovesasherownblood，ThisFlowerofOceanbearsinhand，Assuredofgiftasgood。

ForthforourSouthernshoresthefleetWhichcrownsanation’swisdomsteams，ThattheremayBritonBritongreet，AndstampasfactImperialdreams。

Acrosstheglobe，fromseatosea，Thelongsmoke-pennontrailsabove，WritesoverskyhowwisewillbeThePowerthattruststolove。

AlovethatspringsfromheartandbrainInuniongesforripestfruitTheconcordKingsandStatesinvainHavesought，whoplayedtheloftybrute，Andfondlydeemingtheypossessed，Onforcerelied，andfounditbreak：

ThattruthoncescoredonBritain’sbreastNowkeepshermindawake。

Australian，Canadian，Totoneoldveinswithstreamsofyouth，OurtrustbeonthebestinmanHenceforth，andweshallprovethattruth。

Provetoaworldofbrowsdown-bentThatintheBritainthusendowed，Imperialmeansbeneficent，Andstrengthtosercevowed。

SpiritofRussia，nowhascomeThedaywhenthoucanstnotbedumb。

Aroundtheefoamsthetorrenttide，Abovetheeitsfellfountain，Pride。

ThesenselessrockawaitsthywordTocrumble；shallitbeunheard？

Already，likeatempest-sun，Thatshootstheflareandshutstodun，Thyland’twtflameanddarknessheaves，ShowingthebladewherewithFatecleaves，IfmortalsinhighcouragefailAttheonebreathbeforethegale。

Thoserulersinallformsoflust，WhotrodthychildrendowntodustOntheredSunday，knowrightwellWhatwordforthemthyvoicewouldspell，Whatquickperditionforthemweave，Didtheyinsuchavoicebelieve。

Notthinetoraisetheavenger’sshriek，NorturntothemaTolstoicheek；

Normenacehim，thewavererstill，Manofmuchheartandlittlewill，Thecriminalofhishighseat，WhosepleaofGuiltlessjudgesit。

ForhimthyvoiceshallbringtohandSalvation，andtothytornland，Seenonthebreakers。NowhascomeThedaywhenthoucanstnotbedumb，SpiritofRussia：-thosewhobindThylimbsandiron-capthymind，Taketheeforquakingflesh，misdoubtThatthouartoftherabbleroutWhichcriesandflees，withwhimperinglip，Fromrecklessgunandbrutalwhip；

ButhewhohasatheartthedeedsOfthyheroicoffspringreadsInthemasoul；notgentoshrinkFromperilontheabyss’sbrink；

Withneverdreadofmurderouspower；

Withewbeyondthecrimsonhour；

Neitheraninstinct-drenmight，Norsionaryerudite；

Asoul；thatartthou。ItremainsFortheetostaythychildren’sveins，Thecountertidesofhatearrest，Getothysonsabreathingbreast，AndHimresembling，inHissight，Saytothyland，LettherebeLight。

OCTOBER21，1905

Thehundredyearshavepassed，andheWhosenameappeasedanation’sfears，Aswithahandlaidoversea；

Tothunderthroughthefoeman’searsDefeatbeforehisblastoffire；

LesintheimmortalityThatpoetsdreamandnoblestsoulsdesire。

Neverdidnation’sneedevokeHerolikehimforaid，thewhileAContinentwascannon-smokeOrpeaceinslavery：thisoneIsleReflectingNature：thisonemanHersea-houndandhermortalstroke，Withwar-wornbodyayeinbattle’svan。

Anddowelovehimwell，aswellAshehiscountry，wema