<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=119363" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To England</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are not twain, but one: though seas divide us—<br>The children of the English-speaking race—<br>This nothing now can change: whate'er betide us,<br>This is our birthright grace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The tongue that holds our earliest recollection,<br>Whose accents moved us like a fond caress—<br>The tongue in which we lisped our first affection,<br>Must still attach and bless.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">America and England knit together—<br>Offspring of one great Mother, Sister Lands—<br>Fear neither frowning fate nor boding weather,<br>When close are joined their hands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beneath the ocean-billow sways the cable<br>That gives them instant knowledge, each of each,<br>And were it sunk, their hearts would still be able<br>To find a way of speech.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The younger, who her virgin prairies planted<br>To bless the alien—Teuton, Latin, Gaul,<br>Welcomes the poorest, as to realms enchanted,<br>And makes them English, all!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And still, the elder, in the hour of danger,<br>The bond of kinship never quite forgot,<br>Speaks with commanding accent to the stranger:<br>"Be heedful; touch her not!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For we have felt—have felt with one another,<br>Sharing each other's hope, each other's dread;<br>And we have wept, as children of one mother,<br>Mourning our cherished dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is 't for ourselves this friendship hath caressed us—<br>That Heaven hath strengthened so the English speech?<br>Nay; God forbid! the mercy that hath blessed us<br>Hath a diviner reach!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If with new strength there come not larger kindness,<br>Our banners, proudly borne, were better furled;<br>If we no longer see, for selfish blindness,<br>Beyond our realms, the world,—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then poor, indeed, though vast our rule supernal,<br>Who magnify the ill we might redeem;<br>Missing the glory of the hope eternal—<br>The god-like, human dream!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To solace life, there blooms on earth a flower<br>Whose deathless name is Love. Of its increase<br>Are born compassion, freedom, beauty, power;<br>And of its gift is peace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O Sister Lands, thrice blest! though wisdom guide us,<br>Yet in our hearts may love perfected lie—<br>Deep as the ocean that cannot divide us,<br>Kind as the arching sky!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Florence+Earle+Coates">Florence Earle Coates</a> from <i>Mine and Thine</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=119363" data-title="To England de Florence Earle Coates" data-description="We are not twain, but one: though seas divide us—/The children of the English-speaking race—/This nothing now can change: whate'er betide us,/This is our birthright grace./The tongue that holds our earliest recollection,/Whose accents moved us..."></div> </div> </div>

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