All indolent rest or undisciplined ravage.
The varnish of manner soaks not to his soul.
Red Man of the Orient, ruthless, untamable,
Neighbour, by fortune, in nothing near kin.
Humanity's brotherhood surely is blameable,
Leaving him free from Law's bondage to win!
In sheer self-defence we must muzzle and shackle
This wolf of the world; snatch its poor prostrate prey
From its crimsoning fangs. The old cynical cackle
Of "coffee-house babble" is silent to-day;