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Until the day that England’s sons shall learn Not in that instant only when there burst Thunders upon her to place England first, But steadily, and in her face discern The hunger-look of one who still doth yearn Over the children whom her breast hath nursed; The long look of a mother, and her thirst To see her children’s eyes that look return-- Not till the day when o’er our local strife The feeling of our nationality Shall rise spontaneous as our English Life, Outsoaring every animosity By sheer force of its grandeur--shall we see The truth come home and our free England free.

HESEPE, 29th June