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There was a nation-whisper not its nameLords of the realm through which old Ganges rolls Her guilty stream, land populous with gods, Olympus of the East: those Christian lords, Great Juggernaut's copartners, shared the gains Of his lewd triumphs, winking at the cheat. Yea, and at Doorga feasts, the Christian fair Did graceful homage to the mis-shaped gods, And pledged the cup of demons.

Then we heard,
To veil their shame, of Hindoo innocence :-
Meek, simple, virtuous, mild idolaters,

They needed not to learn the Christians' faith.
Witness the dire suttee, the corse-strewn plain,
Where vultures track the abominable car

Of blood-stain'd lewdness. Bear thou witness too,

River of hell, whose deadly baptism stains

E'en to the soul its victim.

Witness ye

Dark sanctuaries, whence shrieks, with laugh obscene

Commingling, speak the worship and the god.

O righteous sword of Mahomed, which gave

The shaven crowns of those infernal priests

To their own goddess, a meet sacrifice,—

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Fresh beads for Kali's necklace. Not with sword

Or spear of earthly temper, sainted WARD,
Didst thou, with thy heroic compeers, take

The field, and patiently sit down before

The thrice-entrenched Pandemonium
Of central Ind. Slowly, by sap and mine,
The painful siege proceeds; and many an arm
Must fail, and many a martyr wreath be won,
Until at length the powers of hell shall yield;
And He whose right it is, shall enter in

To reign. Lift up your heads, ye fortress gates!
Ye long-closed barriers of the East, give way!

Land of the Sun, once thy fond idol! Land
Of rose-gardens, where aye the bulbul sings

His most voluptuous song! Thou mother-land
And cradle of the nations! Land of Cyrus!

(Shall e'er a second Cyrus spring from thee?)

Thy palaces have heard a heavenly voice:
A prophet's feet have trod thy burning soil:
A "man of God" has left his name with thee.

Thy sage Mollahs, say, have they yet resolv'd
The Christian's knotty interrogatives?i

Go, send for aid to Mecca. Ha! the Arab!
The Wahabite is there! The Caliphate,
Shrunk to the shadow of a name, survives
But in thy Othman rival, who e'en now
Sees Egypt lost, and quails before the Greek. k
Rouse thee! shake off the trammels of a creed
Forged to enslave thee. From thy Soofish dreams
Awake to manlier life; and, if thou canst,
Call up thy ancient Magi from their rest,

To lead thee to His rising, who returns

To gladden thee, with healing in his beams,—

The SUN whom thou mayst worship. Thy Euphrates

Shall flee his ancient channel, to prepare

A

passage for the monarchs of the East.1

And thou, "Celestial Empire!" teeming hive

Of millions! vast impenetrable realm!

The hour is writ in heaven, thy yellow sons

Shall bow at the holy name, and woman there

Relent into the mother. m Human loves

And softest charities shall in the train

Of heavenly faith attend. Thy wondrous wall
Is scaled, thy mystic tongue decipher'd now. "

Where, in the furthest deserts of the deep,
The coral-worm its architecture vast

Uprears, and new-made islands have their birth,
The Paphian Venus, driven from the West,

In Polynesian groves long undisturb'd

Her shameful rites and orgies foul maintain’d.
The wandering voyager at Taheite found

Another Daphne. On his startled ear,

What unaccustom'd sounds come from those shores,

Charming the lone Pacific? Not the shouts

Of war, nor maddening songs of Bacchanals;
But, from the rude Morai, the full-toned psalm

Of Christian praise. A moral miracle!

Taheite now enjoys the gladdening smile
Of sabbaths. ° Savage dialects, unheard

At Babel, or at Jewish Pentecost,
Now first articulate divinest sounds,

And swell the universal Amen.

Now,

Nature's forlornest children, they who haunt
Her icy frontiers, on humanity's

Extremest verge, leading amphibious life

'Mid polar glooms;-e'en they on Greenland's coast, And horrid Labrador, have learn'd the sound

Of heavenly tidings. Self-denying men
Alike the scorching line and freezing pole P
Have dared, to bear the message of their God
To all the scatter'd fragments of our race.
True soldiers of the Cross! well worthy ye

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