[Boston Herald, Sunday, May 15, 1898]

The United States to Great Britain

Hail, brother! fling thy banner
     To the billows and the breeze;
We proffer thee warm welcome
     With our hand, though not our knees.

Lord of the main and manor!
     Thy palm, in ancient day,
Didst rock the country's cradle
     That wakes thy laureate's lay.

The hoar fight is forgotten;
     Our eagle, like the dove,
Returns to bless a bridal
     Betokened from above.

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