I    night,

        And e!

        rite a Nations curse for me,

        And send it over tern Sea.

        I faltered, taking up the word:

        Not so, my lord!

        If curses must be, cher

        to send t my brother.

        For I am bound by gratitude,

        By love and blood,

        to brothe sea,

        retdly o me.

        t te

        My curse to-night.

        From ts of love a curse is driven,

        As ligops of heaven.

        Not so, I answered. Evermore

        My    is sore

        For my otle feet

        Of creet:

        For parked-up    gainsay

        t of way:

        For almsgiving t is

        Not open enougo kiss:

        For love of freedom wes

        Beyond traits:

        For patriot virtue starved to vi

        Self-praise, self-i, and suspi:

        For an oligarc,

        And bribes .

        curse to another land assign,

        he sins of mine?

        t te

        My curse to-night.

        Because t strengto see and e

        A foul te.

        Not so, I answered once again.

        to curse, en.

        For I, a woman, have only known

        melts and tears run down.

        t te

        My curse to-night.

        Some women weep and curse, I say

        (And no one marvels), night and day.

        And t take t to-night,

        eep and e.

        A curse from ths of womanhood

        Is very salt, and bitter, and good.

        So te, and mourned indeed,

        all may read.

        And thus, as was enjoined on me,

        I send it over tern Sea.

        the Curse

        Because ye have broken your own

        itrain

        Of brave men climbing a Nations ,

        Yet thong

        On souls of othis wrong

        te.

        Because yourselves are standing straight

        In tate

        Of Freedoms foremost acolyte,

        Yet keep calm footing all time

        On his crime

        te.

        Because ye prosper in Gods name,

        ith a claim

        to ,

        Yet do tly

        In strangling martyrs, -- for this lie

        te.

        Ye sch while kings spire

        Round the peoples smouldering fire,

        And, ,

        Shall never dare -- O shame!

        to utter t into flame

        your .

        te.

        Ye ss strive

        ithe bloodhounds, die or survive,

        Drop faint from their jaws,

        Or ttle to death;

        And only under your breath

        She cause.

        te.

        Ye sen draw

        ts of feudal law

        tle the weak;

        And, ting the sin for a sin,

        Your soul shin

        the word ye shall speak.

        te.

        t C may avenge

        And deliver th,

        the prayer in your ears, said low,

        Sramp of a foe

        ts driving you forth.

        te.

        heir praise,

        t of the phrase,

        As if carried too far.

        your o true,

        Ye shing which ye do

        Derides w ye are.

        te.

        taunts at yate,

        Your s ye s abate

        As ye look oer the wall;

        For your sce, tradition, and name

        Explode h a deadlier blame

        t of them all.

        te.

        Go, wherever ill deeds shall be done,

        Go, plant your flag in the sun

        Beside the ill-doers!

        And recoil from che curse

        Of Gods nessing Universe

        ith a curse of yours.

        te.
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