POETRY.
TO AMERICA.
A MESSAGE FROM THE MAID.
[roan of Are before engaging the English, summoned them to Peace and to a joint Crusade.]
O FOR the Maiden's hail beyond the fosse
At hushed edge of the battle, "Island foes, Hear yet and yet forbear : shall brothers close, Christian and Christian, in the grip, or toss Sharp death between us? Shame !—and His the loss, Christ's, where He beckons eastward that our bows Rain upon Moslem helm consenting blows, And from their Crescent pluck His trampled Cross."
Wave-sundered brothers of our faith, our speech, Hear yet before you strike us. What, shall we Break the beat swords of Freedom each on each, And with like heart-bloods red the wasteful sea ? We !—and from eastward cries upon the twain A sister violated, and cries in vain.
JOHN H. SHRINE.
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