O Child of Nations, giant-limbed,
  Who stand’st among the nations now,
Unheeded, unadored, unhymned,
  With unanointed brow:

How long the ignoble sloth, how long
  The trust in greatness not thine own?
Surely the lion’s brood is strong
  To front the world alone!

How long the indolence, ere thou dare
  Achieve thy...