VI
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