<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408953" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Vanguard [1]</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">While the crippled cruisers stagger where the blind horizon dips,<br>And the ocean ooze is rising round the sunken battle-ships,<br>While the battered wrecks, unnoticed, with their mangled crews drift past—<br>Let me fire one gun for Russia, though that gun should be the last. <br>’Tis a struggle of the Ages, and the White Man’s star is dim,<br>There is little jubilation, for the game has got too grim;<br>But though Russia’s hope seems shattered, and the Russian star seems set,<br>It may mean the Dawn for Russia—and my hope’s in IVAN yet! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let the Jingo in his blindness cant and cackle as he will;<br>But across the path from Asia run the Russian trenches still!<br>And the sahib in his rickshaw may loll back and smoke at ease,<br>While the haggard, ragged heroes man the battered batteries. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">’Tis the first round of the struggle of the East against the West,<br>Of the fearful war of races—for the White Man could not rest.<br>Hold them, IVAN! staggering bravely underneath your gloomy sky;<br>Hold them, IVAN! we shall want you pretty badly by-and-bye! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fighting for the Indian empire, when the British pay their debt;<br>Never Britain watched for BLUCHER as he’ll watch for IVAN yet!<br>It means all to young Australia—it means life or death to us,<br>For the vanguard of the White Man is the vanguard of the Russ!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><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=408953" data-title="The Vanguard [1] de Henry Lawson" data-description="While the crippled cruisers stagger where the blind horizon dips, And the ocean ooze is rising round the sunken battle-ships, While the battered wrecks, unnoticed, with their mangled crews drift past— Let me fire one gun for Russia, though that ..."></div> </div> </div>

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