A Teagoing Admiral

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A Teagoing Admiral

Once the Queen of Nether China

(So benign a Messalina!)

Said: “I’ll make a Naval Hero

Without fear⁠—O brave as Nero!

He shall dominate the ocean

By promotion, that’s my notion.

All my other sons of thunder

Then shall plunder vainly under

This Incomparable Person,

Interspersin’ lively cursin’

With their futile strife to shiver

Every river-pirate’s liver,

And to ascertain the measure

Of his treasure at their leisure.

For I’ll so arrange the looting

And the shooting and the hooting,

And the making frightful faces

(These grimaces are the bases

Of our tactics) that they never,

Howsoever brave and clever,

Shall have any kind of inning

In the skinning now beginning.

And I’ll see that in the story

Of the gory game of glory

The historian shall slight ’em

Or indict ’em⁠—maybe bite ’em.

But the Hero of my making,

Whom I’m aching to be waking

Into visible existence,

He shall distance these Philistines.

Fame’s loud trumpet⁠—he shall hear it.

Blown with spirit in his ear, it

Shall extol his birth and breeding,

His exceeding knack at leading

In a sanguinary sea fight,

Or a tea fight, or a flea fight,

Till he burst with admiration

Of his station in the nation!

Then while all the people mock him,

I’ll unfrock him! That will shock him.”

Thus the Queen of Nether China,

The Regina Mun-Kee-Shina,

Made to Naval Evolution

A Confucian contribution.