A Song of the English (1909)/The Songs of the Cities

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THE SONG OF THE CITIES

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XVII. BOMBAY
XVIII. CALCUTTA
XIX. MADRAS
XX. RANGOON
XXI. SINGAPORE
XXII. HONG-KONG
XXIII. HALIFAX
XXIV. QUEBEC AND MONTREAL
XXV. CAPETOWN
XXVI. MELBOURNE
XXVII. SYDNEY
XXVIII. HOBART
XXIX. AUCKLAND
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BOMBAY

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CALCUTTA

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MADRAS
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RANGOON

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SINGAPORE

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HONG-KONG

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HALIFAX

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QUEBEC AND
MONTREAL

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CAPETOWN

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MELBOURNE

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SYDNEY

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HOBART

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AUCKLAND

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THE SONG OF THE CITIES

BOMBAY

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Royal and Dower-royal, I the Queen
Fronting thy richest sea with richer hands—
A thousand mills roar through me where I glean
All races from all lands.

CALCUTTA

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Me the Sea-captain loved, the River built,
Wealth sought and Kings adventured life to hold.
Hail, England! I am Asia—Power on silt,
Death in my hands, but Gold!

MADRAS

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Clive kissed me on the mouth and eyes and brow,
Wonderful kisses, so that I became
Crowned above Queens—a withered beldame now,
Brooding on ancient fame.

RANGOON

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Hail, Mother! Do they call me rich in trade?
Little care I, but hear the shorn priest drone,
And watch my silk-clad lovers, man by maid,
Laugh 'neath my Shwe Dagon.

SINGAPORE

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Hail, Mother! East and West must seek my aid
Ere the spent gear may dare the ports afar.
The second doorway of the wide world's trade
Is mine to loose or bar.

HONG-KONG

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Hail, Mother! Hold me fast; my Praya sleeps
Under innumerable keels to-day.
Yet guard (and landward), or to-morrow sweeps
Thy warships down the bay!

HALIFAX

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Into the mist my guardian prows put forth,
Behind the mist my virgin ramparts lie,
The Warden of the Honour of the North,
Sleepless and veiled am I!

QUEBEC AND MONTREAL

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Peace is our portion. Yet a whisper rose,
Foolish and causeless, half in jest, half hate.
Now wake we and remember mighty blows,
And, fearing no man, wait!

VICTORIA

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From East to West the circling word has passed,
Till West is East beside our land-locked blue;
From East to West the tested chain holds fast,
The well-forged link rings true!

CAPETOWN

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Hail! Snatched and bartered oft from hand to hand,
I dream my dream, by rock and heath and pine,
Of Empire to the northward. Ay, one land
From Lion's Head to Line!

MELBOURNE

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Greeting! Nor fear nor favour won us place,
Got between greed of gold and dread of drouth,
Loud-voiced and reckless as the wild tide-race
That whips our harbour-mouth!

SYDNEY

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Greeting! My birth-stain have I turned to good
Forcing strong wills perverse to steadfastness;
The first flush of the tropics in my blood,
And at my feet Success!

BRISBANE

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The northern stirp beneath the southern skies—
I build a Nation for an Empire's need,
Suffer a little, and my land shall rise,
Queen over lands indeed!

HOBART

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Man's love first found me; man's hate made me Hell;
For my babes' sake I cleansed those infamies,
Earnest for leave to live and labour well,
God flung me peace and ease.

AUCKLAND

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Last, loneliest, loveliest, exquisite, apart—
On us, on us the unswerving season smiles,
Who wonder 'mid our fern why men depart
To seek the Happy Isles!