Shall we defile our royal English blood
By marriage with such families as these?
Shall English kings inherit all this flood
Of imbecility and dread disease?
Must all the purity of Guelph be so
Impaired and ruined by this noisome flow?
LI.
Nay, rather let us throw aside that form,
(That well had been abolished in the past),
Which bids our royal princes to conform
To rules as rigid as the Indian caste
Distinctions, nor a single Prince allows
To marry other than a royal spouse.
LII.
And let our England's royal House be bound
By wedlock to America. Perchance
This bond may, in a future day, be found
The first of many, which shall so enhance
Our mutual love that, by God's kindly grace,
On History's page this name shall have a place:
"The Empire of the Anglo-Saxon Race."
LIII.
Great England! Land of liberty and peace,
With fond regret I leave thy hallowed shore;
But, in my exile, I can never cease
To love the Land that I may see no more.
All foreign countries are alike to me;
My heart's affection is bound up in thee.
Blue, boundless and free, the deep-flowing sea
Environs on every side
The ship, which the gale, well-filling each sail,
Impels through the rolling tide.
Around, far and near, bright, foaming and clear,
The billows tumultuous roll;
And their message to me is, "Free, wildly free!
"Free ever from man's control!"