THE EXCLUSION OF ASIATICS.

Is our renown'd Dominion then so small

As not to hold this new inhabitant?

Or are her means so pitiably scant

As not to yield a livelihood to all?

Or are we lesser men, foredoom'd to thrall?

Or so much better than the immigrant

That we should make our hearts as adamant

And guard against defilement with a wall?

Nay, but our land is large and rich enough

For us and ours and millions more — her need

Is working men; she cries to let them in.

Nor can we fear; our race is not the stuff

Servants are made of, but a royal seed,

And Christian, owning all mankind as kin.