CHAPTER XX
GENERAL MISCELLANY
[Boston Herald, Sunday, May 15, 1898]
The United States to Great Britain
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| 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.” | |||
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