From “The Purple East”
WHAT profits it, O England, to prevail
  In camp and mart and council, and bestrew
  With argosies thy oceans, and renew
With tribute levied on each golden gale
Thy treasuries, if thou canst hear the wail
  Of women martyred by the turbaned crew,
  Whose tenderest mercy was the sword that slew,
And lift no...