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ODE 
 
 ON THE CORONATION OF KING EDWARD VII. 
 
 BT QEORQB W. GROTE. 
 
 To know, or to believe, or to divide 
 
 Unerringly 'twist knowledge and belief — 
 
 Either, or all — were well, but who shall set 
 
 Religion or philosophy in bounds 
 
 Where failure falls on highest purposes. 
 
 Or higher faith, from seeming failure, grows ! 
 
 Day unto day, the year had half revolved, 
 
 And June grew fateful in momentous hours. 
 
 Lo where our labouring wheels of empire clomb, 
 
 High on the pillared clouds, from peak to peak ! 
 
 Thrice more might Hesper seek the westering wave. 
 
 And, Phosphor-like, smile on the blush of dawn, 
 
 Ere Edward, King of England, should be crowned. 
 
 Thrice more might all our laurels, counted o'er, 
 
 Recall the garlanded wild olive, and 
 
 The victor on the far Olympian field. 
 
 Ere June might weave a cbaplet for the king. 
 
 And on that day, howe'er so high the theme 
 
 That should extol the kingly majesty, 
 
 It had been ours co sing of valorous arms. 
 
 But then, alas, our songs might not be sung ! 
 
 What our Imperial race had named to be 
 
 So greatly wrought within the leafy June, 
 
 Fell, by a zephyr stricken, and was naught. 
 
 Amazement reigned o'er horror and dismay. 
 
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The kingly glory of earth's utmost goal 
 
 Lacked but a ray of light from Phoebus' wheel, 
 
 When lo the darkness of a noonday night 
 
 Shot where the flashes of the lightning led ; 
 
 Nur was there void or vagueness in the Voice. 
 
 Nor spectral shade of evanescent power ; 
 
 But, over vain and mute imaginings, 
 
 Our faith grew larger where we could not see [hope ; 
 
 Nor know. Thought fled on heavenward wings of 
 
 And answered prayer brought this — the wiuer — day ; 
 
 Whereto that June-day, as a torrent, pours 
 
 Its power, as, oft, the mountain river henps 
 
 Tts wealth upon some broadly flowing stream 
 
 Whose mighty current bears the ocean back. 
 
 So shall this day's entreasured flood o'erflow 
 
 The viewless rim of the great sea of time, 
 
 Where float the shining prows of ages past, 
 
 Forth where the golden shores of Deles lie. 
 
 Ix) where the orient veils the jewelled morn ! 
 
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 The summer night is past, th' inviolate vault. 
 
 Gem-flashing, waits Britannia's waking world, 
 
 Wherein the sweet solemnity of prayer, 
 
 Ere yet the glamour of the dewdrop gleams, 
 
 Upsprings on the ethereal wings of morn. 
 
 Lo where Aurora binds about her brow 
 
 A pale corona in the orient arch, 
 
 Unfolds the veil of England's wakeful night 
 
 And flames aloft a new historic day ! 
 
 Lo now the ruddy king of light appears, 
 
 And launches forth his morning messengers 
 
 In glittering shafts along the dancing sea ! 
 
 Forth from the gleaming crown and toppling towers 
 
 Of Saint Elias — Lord of the Northern Zone — 
 
 A hundred arctic streams of molten frost. 
 
 Piercing the clouds, make merry where they delve 
 
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The canyons whose unfath med walls entomb 
 The frozen winters of a thousand years. 
 Now solar lustre feeds the thirsty flowers, 
 And laughter lingers in the silver bells. 
 
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 For laughter loves to help in realms of light, 
 And, like the babbling mountain stream, to delve 
 Where darkness reigns and glacial i^hadows lie, 
 That what may long to be lift up may live. 
 So let the day be merry, and every hour 
 Bubbling with life and loyalty and song, 
 That memory, oft, therein may freely dwell. 
 And let the darHing glen, the sunlight-shaft, 
 The spruce and tamarind, the stately pine, 
 The bank whereon " the nodding violet grows," — 
 Let these breathe votive incense to the day. 
 And join their music to the memories 
 Awakened by the linnet and the thrush. 
 The wren, the robin and th' entrancing lark. 
 And now, the morning flashes broad and clear ; 
 From beetling cliflF to cliff the sea-mew calls. 
 Where the sea-diver, fearless, cleaves the foam ; 
 And, soul to doul, and voice to voice, the choirs 
 Of nature carol to the murmuring caves 
 Where the waves break upon the sounding shore. 
 
 IV. 
 
 And so the voices blend, whereto we build 
 
 The life and music of this lasting day ; 
 
 And, as the music of the memories 
 
 Lives in the voluntary bond of love. 
 
 In retrospection of some duty done, 
 
 Or of the winning of some soul's reward ; 
 
 So, when the song-bird sings or pine tree sighs. 
 
 Or the wild curlew challenges the storm, 
 
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Love liv«^ anew, life leaps to high resolve, 
 And courage knowti less peril in the deep. 
 Thus, from Britannia, Greater Britain grows; 
 For courage, love and duty build the state, 
 let music is not all in memories ; 
 The voices of each day new songs awake. 
 To higher hopes inspire, and higher aims ; 
 The pattering, pelting rain upon the roof 
 Laughs with the rippling rattle of the hail ; 
 The softly falling snowflake tempers the blaat ; 
 Loud though his voice, the lion's imperious roar 
 Mdrs not the gentle voice of the nightingale ; 
 The zephyr, into flowing billows, bends 
 The ripening field of molten golden grain, 
 And, whispering low to the prevailing gale, 
 Finds a safe haven for the stately craft. 
 
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 And as the zephyr and the no. them blast. 
 And all the voices of the natui il world. 
 Find, each, a mutual complementary help, 
 No is the power of our Imperial realm, 
 III hiirmony and bonds invisible 
 Joined in allegiance and commutual voice. 
 And so our music, flowing sweet and low. 
 Inspires a patriot flame within the fires 
 Aglow and flashing on the outer walls— 
 The sea-girt walls of our far-lying lands- 
 Ben Ledi sings an Himalayan hymn ; 
 For India hears the call of Scotland yet. 
 The ripple of the black tern lightly rules 
 The matchless waves of broad Superior ; 
 The Continental Island-Commonwealth ' 
 Wafts gentle breezes to the Isle of Wight ; 
 For tarns and islet-homts may rule the waves 
 And continents, while yet they rule by love. 
 By magic art and Celtic minstrelsy 
 
The meeting waters, of Killarney 'harm 
 
 The dreamers of the slumbering Wiuilermere, 
 
 And— lake for lake — a Briton, bemiinj; oVr 
 
 Their glassy plain, sees, deeply mirrored there, 
 
 A pledge to Celt and Haxon brotherhood : 
 
 l!>ee.s Britons as they are— one amily ; 
 
 Comrades in arms — Norman, Saxon and Celt — 
 
 Ijovers of peace, wakeful, ever, for war ; 
 
 Victors in death, as were the men of Thelies — 
 
 Epaminondas and Pelopidas — 
 
 Or marching to the songs of victory. 
 
 Over the Rand and veldt beyond the Vaal. 
 
 What power shall know, or stay the steady fl(jw 
 
 When Cam and Isis, and the LiflFey join 
 
 The Fraser and the whelming avalanche. 
 
 Tumbling and roaring down the Columbian peaks, 
 
 And surging forward for one common goal. 
 
 One government, one fatherland, one flag ! 
 
 The noisy torrents to the worries leap. 
 
 Join forces, dauntless, where the Corra falls. 
 
 And measure voices with the caves j)rofound — 
 
 And roar abysmal — of Niagara, 
 
 Whose deafening pillars, plunging, rise, and set, 
 
 Precipitous, above the brink, the Bow 
 
 Of Promise — emblem of Divine good will. 
 
 And arch of -nivei-sal amity — 
 
 There shall Britannia, peace-compelling, rest. 
 
 While rhythmic voices from the suininor clouds, 
 
 And prismic hostages shall peace restore, 
 
 Or ever England's squadrons of the air. 
 
 Swift-sailing, speak, and shake the solid ground. 
 
 VI. 
 
 ]SoT are the summer mountains of the sky 
 ?' > ;> arbiters or witnesses for peace ; 
 J aerely " castles in the clouds that pass " ; 
 V shall explore their vaulted palaces 
 
Or tell their towe"s or battlements, or spell 
 
 The "tory of liieir ivory monuments ! 
 
 iioou. where he may on this exultant day, 
 
 A Briton shall but rea( I i kingly power ; 
 
 Then, for a day, these towering clouds are ours : 
 
 ITiey lend themselves to forms majostical ; 
 
 To lore of legends and mythoio<;ies ; 
 
 They turn to deities ; to temples turn ; 
 
 And speak, b on, of Greek philosophy. 
 
 Mark yonder snow-clad hills and granite crags ; 
 
 And with what patriot eloquence they stand 
 
 For England and for {Scotland's men o' the north ! 
 
 Well may we pause, and learn from Grecian fame. 
 
 What wealth have we, of liberty and power. 
 
 And, as the majesty of Homer's men, 
 
 A lasting pathway for the Greeks illumed, 
 
 Where greatness grew, from vaiourous deeds of arms, 
 
 Ai)d rhythmic measures, and Olympian games ; 
 
 To sculpture, painting, and the Parthenon ; 
 
 And the orations of Demosthenes ; 
 
 So shall the men of Theocratic days, 
 
 Or of historic name and Grecian blood. 
 
 Whose god-like forms adorn the summer clouds, 
 
 Prepare for Britain a perpetual pwith — 
 
 For greatness challenges comparison — 
 
 And ever shall the men of England know. 
 
 One path led Nelson and the Argonauts ; 
 
 One pathway led the men of the Light Brigade, 
 
 And the Defenders of Thermopylte ; 
 
 The " red pursuing spear " of Marathon 
 
 Flashed for freedom, on Khartou . s fateful field. 
 
 Then turn we to the clouds and view the hills 
 
 Whereto came Cecrops, and where Pelops came. 
 
 Whose daring chisel incites to majesty 
 
 This temple of Athena Parthenos ! 
 
 How breathe and live these ivory monuments ; 
 
 This famed Invincible Goddess of War ? 
 
 Let the clouds answer, ' Phidias once more waves, 
 
 As if o'er Attica, his magic wand ! ' 
 
The power of Pt ricles was to pre oose, 
 But, to dispose, live<l only with t it. ';od8, 
 With Phidias, and th' supreme Olympian Jovo. 
 Panathenteaic festivals we see, 
 Of Theseus, and of liberty, we sing, 
 Bays, to the brow of Aristotle, bind. 
 Build temples to Minerva, in the clouds. 
 Loitering, linger on legendary lore 
 And the divinity and power of Jcve — 
 That we may see the glory of the Greeks ; 
 The lights and shades of their philosophy ; 
 See where tlieir shining pathway leads to life ; 
 Or, failing, lift our eyes to higher Light ; 
 That Britain's glory may forever grow. 
 
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 Now praise be given to God, the King of kings, 
 
 And anthems to the Lord of lords be sung '. 
 
 For, on this world-wide broad, up-building divy, 
 
 A seventh Edward comes to England's throne. 
 
 And, with him, Alexandra, Consort Queen — 
 
 A regal complement of kingly rule — 
 
 A rule wherein the king and parliament. 
 
 Within the laws unwritten, enuct the laws 
 
 And guard the realm ; a lasting rule, wherein 
 
 Security and right for all — is all ! 
 
 And this is Britain's highest heritage — 
 
 Her birthright — and the purchase of her blood ; 
 
 For, what availed great Alfred's reign, or what, 
 
 The great Confessor's ? Or the heroic fieid 
 
 Where Harold fought, and William, conquering, came, 
 
 If mighty deeds and glorious death were all ? 
 
 Who shall deny Britannia's ardent youth 
 
 The joy, the pride, the patriot fire he feels, 
 
 As, over flood and field, he fights once more — 
 
 And wins — the battles, by his fathers won ! 
 
 But, is not victory, but a bubble, burst — 
 
A sliifting An(j-)>ar on the shore of time — 
 
 If valour L ; all ? What's in a vast array 
 
 Of fields well fought against a foreign foe, 
 
 Tf, to the ictor, government be naught ( 
 
 Htrongly to govern ; to fight, and tight well ; 
 
 Shall yet be England's praise, as in the past ! 
 
 Prestige of arms— to foreign policy — conjoined, 
 
 Regard for justice, international. 
 
 And for our well-tried form of government, 
 
 Withal, a holding fast to " what we have " — 
 
 Shall form a tangible prop, rock-like, secure ! 
 
 And " Peace with honour " shall with power abound ' 
 
 ■^o shall the nations leiirn rather to love 
 
 England than fear the fites of liberty ! 
 
 And all that's best in either hemisphere, 
 
 Tn every continent, in every land, 
 
 Shall wield a power invincible for peace. 
 
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 Now rest we at the topmuHt arch of day. 
 And while, aloft along the sculptured clouds, 
 Alfred's high throne centres Antiquity 
 And all the valour of England's feudal reigns, 
 The flashing fires alonj; the grim sea-walls 
 And bulwarks of Britannia's broadening zone 
 Send up a sacred ilame around the towers 
 Of old Westminster, and the throne emblaze ; 
 And in the spirit of that sacred fiame 
 Britannia waits the coming of the king. 
 
 IX. 
 
 Not alwaj's, worthily, has the crown been worn 
 In England ; and not always has its light 
 Shone as a lode-star to the people's will ; 
 But, from the sacred fane of Winchester 
 And Wessex, and the time of Ethelred, 
 And of Canute the Dane, to where the good 
 
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flaint Edward, the Confessor King — tlie grent 
 
 Restorer of the Haxon line — laid well 
 
 The deep foundations of the Abljey walls, 
 
 The golden shaft of light from Alfred'^* crown 
 
 Held steady course ; and Westminster became 
 
 The pledge of hiro who wrought rather for Chui'cli 
 
 Than St<ite, yet buildcd better than he thought ; 
 
 And here his canonized l)ones found fitting rext. 
 
 Here, Harold and the Nurinan kings were cruwne<l : 
 
 Here, E!dward set the Coronation Ston»' ; 
 
 And, whether from Scone or Egypt, cjiine the light 
 
 Thereof, the sun-light of King Alfred's crown. 
 
 And of the crown of the Victorian Age, 
 
 Shall glory bring, and great magniilcenco. 
 
 And from the towers of Windsor shall lie heard 
 
 A crowning and a benedictory voice, 
 
 And tower and Minster, alike, shall crown the king 
 
 And he shall come to all the splendour of 
 
 The throne of his illustrious ancestors ; 
 
 And so his crown shall come in solemn form. 
 
 He shall be robed in crimson of the mok'n, 
 
 Imperial purple and the gold of Ind. 
 
 And, by the king's command, and by the hand 
 
 Of York, the queen, anointed, shall receive 
 
 A crown, a diadem, of glittering gems. 
 
 And, constant, as the needle to the star. 
 
 Shall the exalted love and loyalty 
 
 Of every heart in Britain be constrainefl 
 
 By Alexandra's nod : and, while the blue 
 
 Midsummer sky enthrones the sculptured cloud ; 
 
 And, steadfast as the wave-invited sail , 
 
 While nodding violets grow or lilies bloom. 
 
 The name of Alexandra shall be loved. 
 
 And ever shall the name of Edward live 
 
 And prosper in our loving memory ; 
 
 For neither nationality, nor creed. 
 
 Nor corporate lust of gain, nor less nor more 
 
 'man equity, shall make, of life or law. 
 
 Whilst Edward, rightful King of England, reigns ; 
 
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Nur Mhnll tho liarableit poor in rain implead 
 
 Tlie thrune within the rights their futh* ni won ; 
 
 Nor Hhall the parasite, on fat'our, fawr. ; 
 
 Nor aught of wrong, unwhipt of justice go. 
 
 liut, for the very right, the king shall rule ; 
 
 Ho shall invoke the sacred glorious past 
 
 Of Britain, graven on theiie Abbey walls ; 
 
 And, from the voice of sculptured elo<|uouce, 
 
 Where dim-lit banners lund historic light, 
 
 And blend the itoraan and the Gothic arch, 
 
 An answer, weh nigh audible, )thall show 
 
 How lives the fount of htinour in the crown. 
 
 And whence the rights of Miigna-Charta came. 
 
 But lo, where now these blood-stained banners' l)eani-i, 
 
 I'iercing the passing centuries, confirm 
 
 'I'he cleanT rays of sixty years and four ! 
 
 How rays and beams in showers of blessings fall 
 
 All round the tb.rone, and cast a halo there. 
 
 Now, bending to this happy augury. 
 
 The kinf? takes up the burden of tlie crown. 
 
 And now, behold, the people of F]ngland speak, 
 
 And, with uplifted voice, all glory j^ive 
 
 Unto the Father, and Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 As at the first, and now, and evermore 
 
 Shall be, unchangeable, the Mighty God. 
 
 Now, from the vaults of England's deathless dear], 
 
 Voices of heroes, kings and ministers. 
 
 Voices from our imperishable past, 
 
 Ru-tling on wings of approbation, float 
 
 Up and along the transept and the nave, 
 
 Up to the chancel and the very dome 
 
 Over the altar and King Edward's chair ; 
 
 One moment poise, and whisper of the past 
 
 And of their labours for the crow, and state ; 
 
 Then in harmonious choruses tht^yji.'n 
 
 Our anthems and our prayers and piaise to God ; 
 
 And, wafting tuneful greetings as they go, 
 
 Vanish as the swift light to shadowy rest. 
 
 Now solemnly the benediction falls, 
 
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And all our lingering anthem-< dio within 
 
 The Chantry and the ChapeJH of tho Kin^^. 
 
 Now j lyouH liells ring out a gliidHoiiit* Nouiid, 
 
 And cannun-voit-eM lem! a loud ri't'r..ih ; 
 
 Under the nea the Nuundh^iM lightnin^'it dash 
 
 Their swift-winged inensikge to the exixHitart ^horos. 
 
 And MOW, hy ct-artst kinnnicn guartled round, 
 
 Guarded hy kings and many a noble house, 
 
 And by the strong suns of the field and ilood. 
 
 Forth, from the Minster to the multitude. 
 
 The new-crowned King and Qui'en of Kngliind eoinc , 
 
 And, o'er the herald's clarion trumpet voic*\ 
 
 A sound, as of an unmoored niountaiii'n fall, 
 
 Great London's acclamation madly tells. 
 
 Now, flaming to his purple shadowy couch, 
 
 Phcvbus, itUtufT his Duliun path of gold. 
 
 Proclaims the king is crowned ! Long live tlio kiii'.,' ! 
 
 And, ere tho voices of the Solent sleep, 
 
 The sounding breakers on the di-stunt shores 
 
 Of all the Britains lend their loud acclaim 
 
 For England'.' king and for Haiut Edw> rd'a ciown. 
 
 O who that hath not loved the wave shall sin;^ 
 The exultini; song, or mystery, of the sea ! 
 Or who that lovts not London's roar shall tell 
 The joy that surged around the Minster walla ! 
 But who that entered there shall paint the scene 
 Where majesty and royal grace were crowned ; 
 Where golden lustre from the realms of Light 
 Descended lovingly upon the throne ! 
 O rapturous vision of resplendent power 
 And praises w ^fted on the wings of prayer ! 
 That was a scene where every measured song 
 Seemed to exemplify some heavenly dieam — 
 Some rare prophetic vision of the morn — 
 And such a dream there was — a vision of 
 Transcendent joy, wherein supernal heights 
 
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Of nwlinnt love'N etht*real realm aroae. 
 
 it was a waking vuion of the gruve ; 
 
 No driNM ttiloyetl the goldi'it morning ray ; 
 
 For psMiion Hoated on celeittial wingN , 
 
 And things but purely earlliv of the earth 
 
 M««nietl Mpiritualized and veiled in heavenly light 
 
 Aud HO the mint, on violet wingM, releiuted 
 
 The nhadowy bonom of thi* Hlumbi>ring lake ; 
 
 And half revealed, and Imlf concealed, th.; hilU. 
 
 Then came the lifting, life-inHpiring breeze ; 
 
 And feeling, le»l by reawm, HutU-re*! forth 
 
 In <|UCHt of music and heart-helpful words. 
 
 Hii cniuu they to the cixvm down where the gate 
 
 Of the prinit!val forest opens wide ; 
 
 Thence, canopied by leafy archways high, 
 
 And the mid-forest pines and sombre shade, 
 
 They wandered whtre, more awe-inspiring than 
 
 The mountain sturm, the vaulted silence grew. 
 
 Tl.iT, lost in reverie or by wonder led, 
 
 rhroiij{h many agl.uie iiml still, seijunstered nook, 
 
 Thi'\ fiiui. iii> i|ui(*t, r»'r*tful hollow lands, 
 
 Wl't IV the arciicd elms, emblazoned by the stars. 
 
 Anil p'iinte<l by the ruddy sunl)eani, rose 
 
 To vast, cathedral domes, and golden shafts 
 
 O ersliot the moss-grown tesaeliited floor. 
 
 It was a solemnly enchanting place — 
 
 A place wherein the will of man might spring 
 
 Str.)nL' in the will of God, as in an arch — 
 
 Wlu-re thought and feeling might in silence dwell. 
 
 Nor sound of rustling leaf, nor whisper, mar 
 
 The still, harmonious home of ecstasy. 
 
 An<l while each golden beam illumed the leaves 
 
 Whereon the scintillating sih'er fell 
 
 From out the stars, the filmy vapours joined 
 
 111 minor concord in the blended rays, 
 
 Till altar, arch and aisle and leafy dome, 
 
 Harmonic, rose to an elysian fane. 
 
 And if the arching elms were what i,ney seemed, 
 
 The walls were built of gems of purest ray ; 
 
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 Tliey M6UIIUM1 of ruby, blent in emerald hues ; 
 
 Of itaiiphirf, bi-ryl, onyx, tupaz, all 
 
 Inlai' in janpur ; and the Mift, Hubdued 
 
 lllu' ' 'ation (if the nui-Hy H(M>rN 
 
 CuiiftriiKMl the light where fell the slanting shaft. 
 
 8ufli wn,\U wern well within the gate of heaven ; 
 
 A throne wiis th«n>, and angeU of the light ; 
 
 EroH, divine, might thire an altar find ; 
 
 And there IJranian \ enuM, reverent, kneel. 
 
 But harmony dwelt not alone in hues ; 
 
 And feeling found heart-help in rhythmic words ; 
 
 For music faintly Howed from unseen choirs ; 
 
 Angelic voices through the char» el rang ; 
 
 And incense on the wings of worship rose 
 
 To Him that loves the temple of the heart. 
 
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 XI. 
 
 And thought and feeling found in every voice 
 
 Of the deep forest a very tower of strength, 
 
 Foreshadowing there more light and firmer faith, 
 
 And the exalting power of righteousness 
 
 Unto a kneeling nation and a king. 
 
 Ho came the new historic day ; so fell 
 
 The mantling of the vesper hour. It was 
 
 A day for Britain's wi<le imperial zone 
 
 Of laurel groves and equatorial rays ; 
 
 Of bubbling springs and va{>oury far blue hills ; 
 
 Of glaciers and illimitable snows. 
 
 A day of banners and of nodding plumes ; 
 
 Of gleaming lance and glittering uniform ; 
 
 Of royal Iwunty, f4tes and beacon lights, 
 
 And bonfires on the farthest lands ; and red 
 
 Reflected flambeaux dancing; in the waves, 
 
 Rekindling the fast fadin' -rimson clouds; 
 
 A day for which an Alex.uider might 
 
 Have knelt in reverence at Achilles' tomb, 
 
 And craved the mantle of the conqueror. 
 
 But while the day smiled on Autocracy, 
 
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Saluting many a soveroign-absolute, 
 As if in memory of some Norman king, 
 Yet England loved her monarch all the more 
 For precedent whereby the crown had come 
 To magnify the power of parliament — 
 The sovereign people's mandatory voice. 
 So came the day to laud our regnant rule, 
 And to imperialize democracy ; 
 To claim the more how, to the perfect path 
 Of liberty, our path of empire leads. 
 It was a day when, like the lion's roar. 
 Up from our new found fields of Africa 
 Britannic cheers in mighty waves o'erwhelmed 
 Imperious London's loud impetuous voice — 
 As when the devouring sea leaps and engulfs 
 The boisterous, babbling murmur of the shore. 
 And when the imperial, widening orb of day 
 Shone o'er the shimmering iridescent waves 
 Where float the king's defenders of the sea. 
 Loud choruses along the Solent rolled 
 And shook the deep foundations of the earth ; 
 While Neptune, brandishing his trident, woke 
 The volleyed thunder echoing from the rocks. 
 And vivid lightning pierced the flaming clouds 
 And proudly mirrored England's fiercer fire. 
 
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 So great a day means something more than pomp - 
 Something beyond more baubles and vain show — 
 The tawdry tinsel of a holiday 
 Shall crumble into dust and be forgot — 
 A pyramid or Parthenon shall fall- 
 But this day stands for more than monuments ! 
 Its vaulting dome o'ersprings the valorous deeds 
 Whereon, broad-based, Britannia's kingdom rests. 
 And sends from out that lustrous arch the light 
 Of our own deeds and marks the day our own. 
 
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And louder, from this day, shall Britain's voice 
 Leap to the level of the coming years 
 And to the splendour of their higher plane 
 Wherein her laws and language shall be known 
 And spoken by the rulers of the earth. 
 Nor shall her light or empire-building cease 
 While aught of day or darkness rules the world. 
 Walled by the rock-ribbed sea, alert, alone. 
 Yet freed from narrow insularity. 
 She shall her splendid isolation hold, 
 For a defence and world-wide bond of peace. 
 And in that cause her sword — a fiery flame. 
 Like to the conquering blade on Cre^y's field — 
 Sh-irp as the meteor's flash, and swifter than 
 The shafted i-irows of the sun, shall cleave 
 The helm and shining armour of the foe. 
 Nor shall a Briton, fighting, fall in vain ; 
 What though the fortunes of the fight be veiled 
 Within th' valley of that narrow land 
 'Twixt glorious death and victory's high hills 1 
 He falls, nor knows of aught but duty done ; 
 P^nough for him, if comrades keep the field 
 Where valour, falling, lives in valorous deeds. 
 And each imperial builder shall be borne 
 Aloft as a Colossus where he falls ; 
 For Eiigland's glory lies not mainly in 
 Her crags and peaks, and power upon the seas. 
 But in her sons, born of the crags and waves. 
 Her walls of oak, that launched her liberty, 
 And in the blood-red paths of her defence. 
 Then bind the laurel to the victor's brow ! 
 For, in the sunlight of his gleaming sword. 
 Spring all the arrows of the sword of state. 
 Bind, then, the laurel to the builder's brow ! 
 For ho the founder of this race of kings, 
 Shall share the glory and honour of the crown. 
 
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XIII. 
 
 But who shall be a builder of the state t 
 
 If gold " more potent than the thunder stroke," 
 
 May pass our guarded highways, " break through 
 
 rocks," 
 Then is there greater need for Britons — men 
 Of England, men who'll daro to stand alone, 
 Britons who love England above all gold, 
 Britons who dare fight for a bare principle, 
 Britons who, for a Briton, shall cross seas, 
 Weigh truth and justice with the sword, and cast 
 The crown and honour of England in the scale. 
 Britons ! have ye such nn en, —defenders of 
 The right — as PyrrhuR A Epirus, King, 
 Who for the honour of Tarentum fought ! 
 Seek ye such men, " grapple them to your soul " ! 
 Lo where the plain of Heraclea lies, 
 And where Tarentum, fortressed by the sea. 
 Titled by deeds of immemorial time, 
 Stands, further fortified, on treaty rights ! 
 
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 Who shall o'er-estimate the solemn bond 
 
 That binds a nation to a sister state ! 
 
 What infinite, commutual regard 
 
 Is therein liberally manifest ! 
 
 A challenge to the common enemy, 
 
 It stands for honour and perpetual peace ; 
 
 Yet oft, its purposes but partly wrought, 
 
 Its aim obscured, its pledges unobse "ed, 
 
 It seeks the shadow of some spectral cloud, 
 
 And, like the phantom-ship upon the sky, 
 
 Slips in portentous darkness, to the night. 
 
 So slipped into portentous night the bond 
 
 And pledge 'twixt Rome and the Tarentine Greeks ; 
 
 For, phantom-like and aU unheralded, 
 
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The Roman triremes, rising from the mist, 
 Gave challengo tt) Tarent -i at the gate ; 
 And Pyrrhus, answering fo, his kinsmen, clove 
 The boisterous wave with many a clamouring keel. 
 
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 Seaward, the mountain waves of Hadria 
 Loudly invite the triremes of the Greeks ; 
 Lo where the kindred of Achilles come ! 
 If Argonauts, they seek no goldi u fleece; 
 If 8. ns of Heracles, no quest have they 
 Of golden apples from the Hesperides. 
 Yet wt stward, for a name dearer than life. 
 They come to conquer an imperious race. 
 Now sinks the sun-lit Ambracian shore, 
 And each mailed warrior waves his last adieu. 
 O happy ye who shall return unscathed, 
 And ye who shall win glory on the field ! 
 Now let the breezes blow, let them attune 
 Their voices to the music of your song ; 
 Billow and blast shall strike your ships abeam, 
 They shall but voice the burden of your heart. 
 Rise ye, as Ja.son rose, upon the wave, 
 And bid defiance to the gale ! And when 
 The gathering storm bids ye appease your gods, 
 Arion's lulling Lesbian lyre shall send 
 Ye dithyrambs and dolphins to your aid. 
 And lift Tarciitum from the levelling sea. 
 
 
 XVI. 
 
 How lags the day, when nothing's to be done. 
 But when life ebbs, how lus the time away ! 
 The seas had thrice obeyed the queen of night, 
 Thrice thirty times had'Phcehus' wheel gone round, 
 Since when Arion lulLJ the wintry blast ; 
 
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Thrice had a consular army found the field 
 
 Set severally by Roman strategy, 
 
 Since when the king set momenta to account 
 
 Within Tarentum's dilatory walls. 
 
 Yet now, the very eve of battle finds 
 
 One prayer neglected, and one moment lost, 
 
 One word unspoken, and one song unsung. 
 
 On yonder hills the Roman campfires glow, 
 
 Here Pyrrhus' army sleeps upon the plm i, 
 
 And spring-time zephyrs breathe their evening hymn. 
 
 XVII. 
 
 O shadows, shadows, spirits of the night ! 
 Benep'^h each wa.ing bough within this wood, 
 Ye b.v'v-i" o'er your heroes where they sleep. 
 Whisper to them the words of love ye bring 
 Prom where the yellow Tiber flows, and touch 
 Their dreaming lips, as only shadows may ! 
 Breathe ye your prayer on sword and spear and shield ; 
 Dance where ye flutter and flit ! dance with the 
 
 boughs. 
 Dance, while the stars their silent vigil keep ; 
 Dance while ye may, for glory waits your dead. 
 
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 XVIII. 
 
 And thou effulgent, peerless queen of the night, 
 Life of the loving shadows where they float. 
 Light of the heavens, and glory of the stars, 
 Loved of the monarch-mountain and the glade, 
 Thou whom the world-encircling seas obey ! 
 Lo where the wave-tossed warriors of the king. 
 Sleeping, invoke thy dream-compelling touch ; 
 Mantle and fend them rom the impending sword. 
 Send them a voice and visions o'er the sea, 
 And life-inspiring voices from the gods ! 
 
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 XIX. 
 
 O blithely sound the bugles on the hills, 
 
 Anrl shrill the bugles answer from the plain ! 
 
 An hundred thousand foemen spring to arms ; 
 
 The gray dawn flashes on the jewelled sky 
 
 And lights the pointed cliff and Roman helm. 
 
 A sound of trumpets and the bugle blast, 
 
 And lo, beneath the dewy veil of morn, 
 
 The Gre.-ian Phalanx glitters on the Be'ld, 
 
 While heaven-resoundiniT voices greet the king. 
 
 Lo where the mighty Pyirhus gives command : 
 
 Ye Macedonian sons of Heracles, 
 
 And you Thossalians, of Achilles bom, 
 
 Ye Thracian children of Pelasgia, 
 
 Men of Epirus and Tarentum ! your 
 
 Hellenic birth and ancestry shall bind 
 
 Your hearts together, and brace ye for this fight. 
 
 Oft, from the top of Pindus, have I loved 
 
 To lift ye, in communion, to your gods ; 
 
 Oft .lave I climbed the snowy cleft upon 
 
 Olympus, whence Jove's aureola lighti 
 
 Your valleys (ind invulnerable crags ; 
 
 And from that venturous height, have I sqrreyed 
 
 Your Paradisiac Vale of Tempe, and 
 
 Your foam-flecked rocks, from the Ceraunian clifts. 
 
 To where your fathers fought at Salamis. 
 
 When shall the glory of that victory die ! 
 
 Or, of Hiraera's simultaneous day ! 
 
 Know ye, your fathers, at Plattea, f)ught 
 
 No greater fo<! than you this day shall fight. 
 
 Nor won more lasting fame ! Hellenes ! Jove 
 
 Shall aid your arms ! Ere yet we plunged our prows 
 
 !• to the turbulent, foaming waves, I sought 
 
 The boechy grove, marged by Pambotis' lake 
 
 And by Tomarus. There, the tuneful oaks 
 
 Avouched the voice of the Dodon»an god. 
 
 Zeus shall, with yonder reddening day, come forth 
 
 Radiant, flashing his favour upon your shields ! 
 
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Milo, appro «^ed of Jove, shall lead ye out 
 Upon the field. Stand where he bids ye stand ! 
 And when the Apulian wolves have spilled their blood 
 Upon your glittering spears, ye shall advance 
 Athwart the plain, like as the mighty wave 
 Drives back the sands upon the sounding shore. 
 Then shall the hungering sword of Thessaly 
 Feast on the gleaming sunset glow, and drink 
 The red, fast-ebbing hfe of mighty Kome, 
 While the sharp minarets of yonder hills 
 Drink up the crimson lustre of the day. 
 Behold where Milo, to your glovy, leads ! 
 Fight for the honour of Tarentum ! fight 
 Where'er your banners wave ! fight for your king ! 
 
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 O thou, the immortal Hannibal ! and you 
 
 Phoenicians that escaped the mightier sword 
 
 Of Scipio on the field of Zama ! sing 
 
 What deeds ye wrought at Canute, and tell how 
 
 Flaminius at Trasimenus, fell ! 
 
 Smg of the Roman legions and the fame 
 
 Valerius, at Heraclea, won. 
 
 For, oft, the story of his flaming torch 
 
 Hath stirred your campfires to a ruddier blaze ! 
 
 XXI. 
 
 What life-compelling pencil shall portray 
 The dewy leaf, the ruddy blush of morn ; 
 The rush of battle and the shock of arms ; 
 The Roman legions' unavailing sword ; 
 The Grecian Phalanx, unassailable ; 
 The charge of the Thessalian cavalry ; 
 The trumpeting and trampling of the huge 
 Unwieldy beasts, ere then unheard of, and 
 Unknown by any Roman army ; flight 
 
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From the field of carnage, flight and pursuit ; 
 
 T&f .WS*^ """^ -laughter; wreck and more wreck: 
 ihe fall of Roman preatige and the proud 
 palladium of the Roman .word and shield ! 
 Yet shall the fame of Heraclea rest 
 Not less on valour than on victory. 
 
 XXII. 
 
 Sleep ye, patriot foemen where ja fell i 
 
 rhe shadows and the unclouded <iaoen of night 
 
 d.jall, oer your sleep, a silvery mantle cast. 
 
 TW^K^f uf"^ "*>.* y" ^""K*"^ '^-'' "»>*'• ^ graved 
 Upon the Ublets of the hearts ye loved 
 
 Ti? . ^'?f». within the veil of sleep, ye dream 
 
 Ihat still the battle tempest ebbs and flows 
 
 As when, from peak to peak and cave to cave. 
 
 The lightning flashes anH. the thunders roll, 
 
 Stand to your arms ! legions and phalanxes ! 
 
 111! every echoing sound of battle sleeps. 
 
 N or sleep ye more ! behold the battle's won i 
 
 Ye walk elysian fields, where glory waits i 
 
 Lo where your banners lead ye to the lieht ! 
 
 Crowns that ye fought for turn to diadems 
 
 Of irndescent gold ! it is no dream i 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 And ye that vainly fought against the king 
 And from the mighty sword of Pyrrhus fled 
 loyour Apulian fastnesses and fields, 
 heek ye Bandusia's luminous, bubbling fount- 
 Rest an.l drink deeply of its ice-cold stream : ' 
 Kest ye beneath s, me still unstoried oak • 
 Rest ye beside the shaded hollow rocks ' 
 Whence the Bandusian waters, babbling, flow i 
 And when ye hear the roll and rattle of 
 Ihe stream, ye shall inhale the jpirit and 
 
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 The golden music of Mome deeper voice, 
 And be content « ith your undowered est»te. 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 Ye Britons, who for a Briton, have orosaed teas, 
 
 And, for a principle, dare stand alone I 
 
 Ye have enthroned, this day, a builder-king, 
 
 Like unto PyrrhuH whom ye emulate 
 
 In love of country and in pride of race. 
 
 And ye to whom this day gave neither power 
 
 Nor name, but only pride and loyalty. 
 
 Ye shall receive the highest mark of worth. 
 
 That, of your country, well ye have deserved, 
 
 For ye are Britons, and the high seas are yours. 
 
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