OUR SEA

Dominion, Volume 8, Issue 2293, 29 October 1914, Page 6

OUR SEA

The Sea! The Sea! Our own home-land, the Sea! 'Tis,. as it always was, and still, please God, will bo, When we are gone, Our own, . . • •. Possessing it for Thee, • Ours, ours, and burs alone,j The Anglo-Saxon Sea. ;. i The stripped, moon-shining, naked-bosomed Sea. No jerry-building here; : No scenes that' once were dear Beneath man's tawdry touch to disappear; Always the same, the Sea, Th , unstable-steadfast Sea, 'Tis, as it always was, and'still, please, God, will be, ■ . . When we are gone, , Our own, Vice-regents under Thee, Ours, ours, and ours alone, Tho Anglo-Saxon Sea. The mighty-furrowed, moody-minded Sea. New suns and moons arise; Perish old dynasties;. ! For ever rise and die- the centuries; Only remains the Sea, Our right of way, tho Sea. 'Tis, as it always was, and still, please God, will be, When we are gone, Our own, Our heritage from Thee, Ours, ours, and ours alone, . The Anglo-Saxon Sea. Our good, grey, faithful Saxon-loving Sea. [The above poem originally appeared, in the "Pall Mall Maeazine 1, many years ago. At no time, perhaps, in the nation s history does its dominant note ring clearer and keener than now.J