CHAPTER XX
GENERAL MISCELLANY
[Boston Herald, Sunday, May 15, 1898]
The United States to Great Britain
| |||
We proffer thee warm welcome | |||
With our hand, though not our knees. | |||
Lord of the main and manor! | |||
Thy palm, in ancient day, | |||
Didst rock the country's cradle | |||
That wakes thy laureate's lay. | |||
The hoar fight is forgotten; | |||
Our eagle, like the dove, | |||
Returns to bless a bridal | |||
Betokened from above. | |||
List, brother! angels whisper | |||
To Judah's sceptred race, — | |||
“Thou of the self -same spirit, | |||
Allied by nations' grace, | |||
“Wouldst cheer the hosts of heaven; | |||
For Anglo-Israel, lo! | |||
Is marching under orders; | |||
His hand averts the blow.” | |||
337