THE DESPOILERS.

Evening Post, Volume LXXIV, Issue 138, 7 December 1907, Page 11

THE DESPOILERS.

(For the Post.) . - • Strong with the tang. of tho sea, that calla at every harbour-mouth, Nursed in the anus of the bluff north. ' gaJe and tho thunder-winds of the south, She treads the way to her destiny, the" van of her groy compeers, • "With a strenuous faith in her own right hand and the gifts of the sleepingyears. • • • t . ■" Sons of her loins, and brave-eyed maid 3, mothers of men unborn, Whoso hands shall fashion a citadel fourwallcd to the happy morn : S-acK are hoi* children that 'walk with, her, face fair to the perfect day; Yet, 'ware the cloud on tho skies' white rim, the shadow across the way! Unstained and fair because we be Oi that great race, that mighty lan, Whose outposts gleam on every sea, Whoso strength has won, and still 6liall win, Tho greater i meed, tho eternal prize Supreme, a glorious nationhood, — Yet wlui the cloud before your eyes, - For evermore keep clean trie blqod! . Keep clean the blcod. The northern staiai Inscrutable and grim, as fate, Our leaders, blind with meagre gain, Have welcomed in tho city ga-to. With voiled deceit and covert, face, , For paltry gold, 10, hero they stand, Tho evit men of little grace, Tho menace of a clean young land. r Keep clean tho proven breed and old, • For honour's sake and our fair name ; . Lot hot our pride of blood be sold Lest, Heedlessly, we come to shame. A strong white progeny is hers— ■ ■_ God guide the laws of us aright ' To fence it from those traffickers, Whoso trail is lain with such despite. It steals from out tho Tartar hives, A silent trickle, sure and slow," To creep among our Southern lives, A foe, unarmed, but still a fotj.'J.,, .', Guard well the gato ere, while wo dreacs, In proud content of place. and .blood, ,'»„ In one wild night that silent stream •■ Shall burst and spread, a,' smothering" -flood. , . , „ . Keep cloaai the breed. For naught should mar The race tho years haivc dow'red so well, Through sin and stress and crimson war, And black disaster's hopeless spell. And ore, with subtle strength and wiD, The strangers taint our fair estate, Give them the threat for all their guile, And turn their faces in the gcito! Yea, thrust their faces whence they came, These alien men who_ creep within, - • None but our true-born kin may claim. - Tho 'land the fathers fought to win,; For all their strength the grand reward, ' A prize to tend with jealous fears, — - Be yours the task to straitly. guard Tho sacred charge of" younger years. Keep clean the blood. Let not the etairt Spread, doomlikc, down the way wo tread, Lest all our vaunted prido bo slain, And, faltering past with, shameful head, For all our. heedleßsness wo go, A broken 'people brought to naught, " With hearts that fear, and souls that know, The goal is lost that onco we sought. . For all our sea-born sires have won (God keep them whereso'er they lie!)," , Tho mightiest thing beneath tho sun, An heritage, too fair to die: ' '" For all our thund'rous past "has been,~--~ For all we trust in, years afar.; -> , No alien brood must intervene," * _" No cloud obscure our polar star! Clean and fair to the winds of heavea, sweet with the 'salt of the sea, A young land under a southern sky goes to her destiny;- • ~"\ Ever before "her. ambient eyes * reS- star ' 6wims '-ahead r' " * "~ •■■ " To 'load her where, a thousand years, have travelled the- deathless dead. ' ■ An ancient faith is the shield to her hand, a stainless namo her trust, Till time is slaii. on that day Lord God calls up his -sacred dust. Would rou smirch the shield, or stain tho n?ano? — Would; you, mar the destined plan? Nay, set their eyes to the Norths again, this kindred of Genghis Khan! Wellington. — O. Allan Harris.