The Rhodes Memorial at Oxford The Work of Cecil Rhodes: A Sonnet-Sequence: By Theodore Watts-Dunton |
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The Captains of the Past
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VIII
The Captains of the Past
Brother of those who, ere our England threw
Her arms around the world, steered out to roam,
'Neath sails of Wonder, o'er the trackless foam,
I think I see them standing there with you
At azure gates within yon sky so blue,
So pure, it seems like Heaven's own sapphire dome—
Standing and gazing on your wondrous home
Where sleeps a hero's dust—the wild ‘World's View’.
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All of Old England's hero-pedigree,
From him who drove the Spaniard from the sea
To him who nailed his colours to the mast—
‘Pray God ye be not burying there the last
Of England's sons who keep her strong and free!’
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