Part 2, W. Heath Robinson: Illustrations for A Song of the English by Rudyard Kipling

WE THAT WERE BRED OVERSEAS
Those that have stayed at thy knees, Mother, go call them in —
We that were bred overseas wait and would speak with our kin.
Not in the dark do we fight-haggle and flout and gibe;
Selling our love for a price, loaning our hearts for a bribe.


THE SONG OF THE SONS

THE SONGS OF THE CITIES

BOMBAY

CALCUTTA

MADRAS

RANGOON

SINGAPORE

HONG-KONG

HALIFAX

QUEBEC AND MONTREAL

CAPETOWN

MELBOURNE

SIDNEY

HOBART

AUCKLAND

ENGLAND'S ANSWER

MY ARM IS NOTHING WEAK, MY STRENGTH IS NOT GONE BY