The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1898-04-04

long. thrilling. scy-scraper right over
the center field fence. Does he get
there with both feet? He gets there
with more feet than that. He gets
there with ali sorts and conditions OF
feet. dactyis. spondees. iambics. troch-
ees. anapests. hexameters. all the jig
gers and thingumbobs and whatdoyou-
callems In prosody. He has all the
latest things in feet. He Is practically
all feet. Let us fall at Austin's feet a
moment and listen to
THE VOICE OF ENGLAND.
What is the voice / hear
on the wind OF the western seay
Sentinel. listen from out Cape Clear.
And say what the voice may be.
It's a proud free people calling loud TO
a people proud and free"
And IL says to them. "Kinsmen. hail.
We severed have been too long:
Now let us have done with a WORKOUT
tale.
The tale OF an ancient wrong.
And our friendship last long as love doth
last. and he stronger than death Is
strong"
Answer them. sons of the self-same race.
And blood OF the selfsame clan.
Let US speak with each other. face to
to face.
And answer as man to man,
And Loyalty love and trust each other as
mons but free men can.
Nnw fling them out to the breeze.
Shamrock. thistle and rose.
And the Star spangied Banner unfurl
with these.
A message to friends and foes.
Wherever the sails of peace are seen and
wherever the war wind blows.
A message to bond and thrail and wake,
For wherever we come. we twain,
The throne of the tyrant shall rock and
quake,
And his menace be void and vain,
For you are lords Of a strong young land
and we are lords Of the main.
Yes. this is the voice of the bluff March
gale:
I'VE severed have been too long:
But now we've done with "A worn-out
tale,
The tale OF an ancient wrong.
And our friendship last long as love doth
last and be stronger than death is
strong"
IL will be observed that THE Voice
of England" Is no still. small voice. nor
a delicately modulated soprano voice.
but a deep. laundering, bass voice. We
suspect that there are people who don't
know any better than to call these
verses commonplace. But just take
tina rugged last line. And our friend
ship last long as love doth last and be
stronger than death Is strong" What
greater strength and virility could be
asked In poetry than are here exempli-
fed? The anapest no soone presents
itself than IT is promptly challenged
by a spondee and an iambic to "A TRAN
gular Graeco-Roman wrestling match,
and all three instantly go at IL hot and
heavy. the anapest finally shaking off
It's antagonists and continuing proudly
on it's way rejoicing. AS to the senti-
ment expressed i'm the line, the hyper
critical might say that II our friendship
with England doesn't asst n longer
than the average duration of a fit of
love, it's all off with the big entente
good bye. John Bull. Others might
stick their noses up in the air and aver
that generally speaking death is strong
only I'm the sense that butter and eggs
are sometimes strong. but, as before
find fault with Mr.. Austin on these or
similar grounds. does not and canno
appreciate him.
The Voice of England" is entitled to
prompt and courteous answer. IL
mustn't be a voice crying In the wilder
ness: and as all the American poets are
busily engaged-as they care not who
goes to the front and gets shot to pieces
as long as they stay home and write
the country's war songs-the Standard
modestly submits the following as a
temporary relief measure:
THE VOICE OF AMERICA.
What is the voice I hear?
IL is waited across the seas!
With my hand behind my ear
/ rubberneck the breeze.
IT'S the bard of England sing-songing a
song. for the bard is a bird. If you
please.
And he saws in his song. "Oh. say!
Americans come let us shake.
And please have done with a WORKOUT
And from IL the twists let's
The lion and eagle will now scratch
backs. come up to the scratch-no
fake
And we answer this bird of a bard.
You bet your sweet life. old man.
Wen dance with the queen this set. at
least.
And as many more as we car!
There's a song TO the dance. and a dane
to the song, on with EN- both, Mary
Ann
stanzas shy OF Mr.. Austin's quota, but
under no circumstances would this
newspaper presume to aspire to be more
tina half the poet Mr.. Austin is any
how,