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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357468" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bonds</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Briggs <br>Joseph Briggs, of Yorkshire, England, blessed country of Freetrade,<br>Where the large importers' profits and fine sentiments are made,<br>Digs<br>Deep into his mine of wisdom, and, with British fervency,<br>Bids us mark the Bonds of Empire reaching out across the sea;<br>Binding us to one another <br>Us and our benign old mother <br>Patriotic apron-strings of Empire we would scorn to free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Threads -<br>Crimson threads of kith and kinship - thin red lines of sentiment!<br>What a wave of fervid friendship over all the continent<br>Spreads,<br>When some speaker bids us ponder<br>On those threads that reach out yonder...<br>But alas, there are acute grumblers whom mere threads do not content !<br>Ties <br>Silken ties! O, who would venture to disturb a single thread?<br>What a roar of public censure would descend upon his head !<br>Rise<br>Split the welkin with your shouting!<br>Cheer those ties! What? Still some doubting<br>Pesslmists? Then here is something more substantial in their stead:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bonds!<br>GOLDEN BONDS! ... Ah! Now we mention cold commercial £ s. d.<br>All the land is at attention. Witness how the Empire re-<br>Sponds.<br>Bonds at three or four percent'll<br>Beat all shackles sentimental<br>In the land of shops and shekels, in the country of the free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cash -<br>Cold, hard cash. O, magic metal! How the golden cables groan<br>When we're called upon to settle or renew our little loan.<br>Smash?<br>Never! Though it strains and quivers<br>When the bloated Dreadnought-givers<br>Try to shirk the cost of paying for a navy of our own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Gold<br>Chains of gold! Brave bonds of boodle of the merchants' finest make<br>No assault, however rude, 'll cause those golden links to break.<br>Hold?<br>Crimson threads may snap and sever;<br>Silken ties may break, but never<br>Shall those chains; they hold for ever for the loyal traders' sake.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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Joseph Briggs, of Yorkshire, England, blessed country of Freetrade,
Where the large importers' profits and fine sentiments are made,
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Deep into his mine of wisdom, and, with British fervency,
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