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قراءة كتاب The Song of the Exile—A Canadian Epic
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اللغة: English
الصفحة رقم: 5
Than wed their cousins, in whose blood, besides
The fell disease which immorality
Of ancestors has planted there, there run
Weaknesses caused by kindred's union.
XLIX.
The scurvy-stricken family whose head
Rules all the Russias' limitless domain;
The progeny of Ludwig, lately dead
By his own hand; the Hohenzollern vain
And proud, and yet diseased; or Austria's queen
Whose hidden madness still is plainly seen:
Rules all the Russias' limitless domain;
The progeny of Ludwig, lately dead
By his own hand; the Hohenzollern vain
And proud, and yet diseased; or Austria's queen
Whose hidden madness still is plainly seen:
L.
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?
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.
(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."
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.
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.
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!"
The billows tumultuous roll;
And their message to me is, "Free, wildly free!
"Free ever from man's control!"
As round me they throng, I hear their wild song,
And echo its truthful strain.
The power of man, that limitless span
Of ocean, can ne'er restrain.
And echo its truthful strain.
The power of man, that limitless span
Of ocean, can ne'er restrain.
But I know that their Maker can challenge each breaker,
And still every wave by His word;
And o'er me a feeling comes silently stealing
Of awe at the might of the Lord.
And still every wave by His word;
And o'er me a feeling comes silently stealing
Of awe at the might of the Lord.
And sweet is the thought, by memory brought,
That once on the waters He trod;
And my soul seems to be, on the breast of the sea,
Alone in the presence of God.
That once on the waters He trod;
And my soul seems to be, on the breast of the sea,
Alone in the presence of God.
Then soft on the air I whisper a prayer,
And know 'twill be echoed above:
"Be Thou very near her to comfort and cheer her,
Oh, God, bless and cherish my Love!"
And know 'twill be echoed above:
"Be Thou very near her to comfort and cheer her,
Oh, God, bless and cherish my Love!"
I.
Renowned Quebec, upon its rocky height,
Stands frowning o'er St. Lawrence' noble river;
Well-nigh impregnable, its chosen site
Bespeaks its founder's wisdom, and forever
Should be remembered all the toil and pain
Endured by him, brave Samuel de Champlain.
Stands frowning o'er St. Lawrence' noble river;
Well-nigh impregnable, its chosen site
Bespeaks its founder's wisdom, and forever
Should be remembered all the toil and pain
Endured by him, brave Samuel de Champlain.
II.
Not light the task, nor enviable the lot
Of him who thus would plant, on shores unknown,
And in a wild and never-trodden spot,
A new-born city's first foundation stone.
A sturdy courage and a fearless heart
Belong to him who plays so bold a part.
Of him who thus would plant, on shores unknown,
And in a wild and never-trodden spot,
A new-born city's first foundation stone.
A sturdy courage and a fearless heart
Belong to him who plays so bold a part.
III.
Not first to land in Acadie, nor first
To sail the great St. Lawrence, brave Champlain
Yet dared what none before him ever durst—
To give his life and labour—not for gain
To be derived from profitable trade—
Ambition else by hardship had been stayed;
To sail the great St. Lawrence, brave Champlain
Yet dared what none before him ever durst—
To give his life and labour—not for gain
To be derived from profitable trade—
Ambition else by hardship had been stayed;
IV.
But, for his king to found a colony,
And, for his God to win another land,
He suffered pain and hardship patiently;
And, with a busy and unflinching hand,
He laboured on that wild and rugged shore;
Nor ceased to labour till he breathed no more.
And, for his God to win another land,
He suffered pain and hardship patiently;
And, with a busy and unflinching hand,
He laboured on that wild and rugged shore;
Nor ceased to labour till he breathed no more.
V.
He had not thus endured, as he endured,
Except his faith had given him new might;
Nor had he been to suffering inured,
And patient borne, except the holy rite,
Each day renewed, had cheered his fainting soul,
Enabling him to keep his courage whole.
Except his faith had given him new might;
Nor had he been to suffering inured,
And patient borne, except the holy rite,
Each day renewed, had cheered his fainting soul,
Enabling him to keep his courage whole.
VI.
Ye, living in your luxury and ease
Think not of all your country's fathers bore;
And still forget the famine and disease
Those pioneers suffered on your shore.
Their names are unfamiliar on your tongue,
Their deeds but vaguely
Think not of all your country's fathers bore;
And still forget the famine and disease
Those pioneers suffered on your shore.
Their names are unfamiliar on your tongue,
Their deeds but vaguely