<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="" class="head">The Voice From the Sunset</h1><p class="line">THERE came, from out the ocean porticoes</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">Of that great ice-palace, Neutrality,</p><p class="line">This far-blown word: " No difference do I see,</p><p class="line">In aught they fight for, betwixt these and those."</p><p class="line">O Puissance of the West! the whole world knows</p><p class="line">Our enemy fights to bind, we fight to free.</p><p class="line">Our aims are bared to the sun's scrutiny,</p><p class="line">The noonday's inquest. And if these our throes</p><p class="line">Have no divineness, then all struggles known,</p><p class="line">AU deeds embalmed and consecrated, all</p><p class="line">Defying of powers that manacle and enthral,</p><p class="line">From Hellas locked with Persia to your own</p><p class="line">First mighty strife, have been but kennel-brawl,</p><p class="line">And hubbub of the gutter round a bone.</p></body></html>
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