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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341327" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>All Hail To The Czar!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">All hail to the Czar! By the fringe of the foam<br>That thunders, untamed, around Albion's shore,<br>See multitudes throng, dense as sea-birds whose home<br>Is betwixt the deaf rocks and the ocean's mad roar;<br>And across the ridged waters stand straining their eyes<br>For a glimpse of the Eagle that comes from afar:<br>Lo! it swoops towards the beach, and they greet it with cries<br>That silence the billows-``All hail to the Czar!''</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All hail to the Czar! England's noblest and best,<br>Her oldest, her newest, her proudest are there,<br>And they vie in obeisance before the great guest,<br>For the prize of his nod, for the alms of his stare.<br>To the seat of their Empire they draw him along,<br>Where the Palace flies open to welcome his car,<br>And Prince, Press, and People, with leader and song,<br>Ring the change on the paean-``All hail to the Czar!''</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All hail to the Czar! the bold Monarch who shook<br>From the heart of the Lion its insolent lust,<br>That once from the strongest no outrage would brook,<br>Till it crouched at his feet, till it crawled in the dust!<br>Who the laurels bequeathed to us tore from our brow,<br>Who extinguished our fame that once shone like a star,<br>Made our rulers to tremble, our heralds to bow,<br>And our bosoms to mock us-``All hail to the Czar!''</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All hail to the Czar! O yes! show him your ships,<br>Had your courage not failed, he had seen before now,<br>As they dally at anchor, the gag on their lips,<br>And the peace-loving holiday trim on their prow!<br>Yes! show him your army, that mighty array<br>He so rashly defied when he ventured to mar<br>The last work of its hands, and remind it to say,<br>But with bayonets inverted-``All hail to the Czar!''</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All hail to the Czar! As ye revel and feast,<br>I marvel the ghosts of the bootlessly slain<br>Do not come from their cold lonely graves in the East,<br>From the hillside that looks o'er the desolate main,<br>Which they perished to save, ye surrender, to live,<br>To the man ye now slaver, all base as ye are!<br>Do not stalk through the banquet-hall, pallid, and give<br>The gay toast ere ye drink it-``All hail to the Czar!''</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All hail to the Czar! For his daughter he gave,<br>Like Atrides of old, without shrinking or qualm,<br>Though not that the white ships might move o'er the wave,<br>But that ours still might ride in immovable calm!<br>What Religion could once, now can Statecraft persuade;<br>And if ye would devote to the furies of war<br>Half as freely your sons as he gave up his maid,<br>Without shame might ye shout then-``All hail to the Czar!''</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All hail to the Czar! Are ye then sunk so low,<br>O ye sons of the once fearless masters of earth!<br>That ye pour out the wine for an insolent foe,<br>That in depths of dishonour ye simulate mirth?<br>That, like unto mongrel hounds beaten and cowed,<br>Ye, crouched, lick alternately smiter and scar?-<br>Oh, rather my country lay deaf in its shroud,<br>Than had lived to hear silent-``All hail to the Czar!''</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Austin">Alfred Austin</a><div class=q>
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That thunders, untamed, around Albion's shore,
See multitudes throng, dense as sea-birds whose home
Is betwixt the deaf rocks and the ocean's mad roar;
And across the ridged waters stand straining th..."></div>
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