Show DEATHXDREAjH OF ABME1JIA r A cry from pazan dungeons deep To Albion old and brave A wail that startles from her sleep I The mistress of the wave We feel the thrill through Englands soul Of noblest passions birth We hear her drumalarum roll The circle of the earth When mothers kiss with pallid lips The wounds of murdered oas Wo see the sailors on her ships Leap to their shotted guns TVe hear her martial triumphs blow I The challenge of the free Her lean steel warwolves howling go j Through gateways of the sea The talons of her eagles tear The vulture from his feast Tho lion mangles in his lair Tfle tiger of the east Ah what a cheer from Asia breaks And roars along the dawn As rescues battlethunder shakes The walls of Babylon Will H Thompson in the February Century 12 |