Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: Make them now in meek submission kiss again the tyrant’s rod, Give them back unto the spoiler? Never, in the name of Think, McKinley, what a figure we should cut before the powers, By the terms of the surrender all the islands now are ours, Ours their problems, ours their future, ours their fate for weal or woe, It were folly, it were madness, it were crime to let them go. Never from the path of duty have we shrunk in shame before, Heaven shall visit if we falter on our heads affliction sore. There our arms have grandly conquered, there our blood hath bathed the sod, Shall we then as weaklings yield it? Never, in the name of God! AFTER THE WAR. Spain wouldn’t free the Cubans, and she blew the Maine on high ? And so we had a brush with her from April to July, The mighty navies of whose strength she first was wont to blow We sent to join her other fleet of centuries ago! And o'er each blasted colony wherein her rule was known We hoisted up the stars and stripes and took it for our We told the wondering world again, in this emphatic way, That the Saxon’s in the saddle, and he’s there to stay. When first from foreign leading-strings ourselves we boldly tore Old England half forgot to love the lusty child she bore. But now that we have risen strong, our destiny to fill Our mother is herself again and greets us with a will: Britannia feels a thrill of pride throb all her pulses through And hails with high acclaim the things the lion’s whelp can do; Till e'en the weakest of our race within his heart can feel That kin is more than covenants, and blood than bonds of steel. And Europe, coldly, sullenly, looks on in dark dismay, For the Saxon’s in the saddle, and he’s there to stay! Then come John Bull, we’ll take …
