Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GUERRILLA, by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD Poet's Biography First Line: Though friends are false, and leaders fail Last Line: Here all their fragrance shed. Subject(s): Freedom; Guerrillas; Liberty | ||||||||
THOUGH friends are false, and leaders fail, And rulers quake with fear; Though tamed the shepherd in the vale, Though slain the mountaineer; Though Spanish beauty fill their arms, And Spanish gold their purse-- Sterner than wealth's or war's alarms, Is the wild Guerrilla's curse. No trumpets range us to the fight; No signal sound of drum Tells to the foe, that in their might The hostile squadrons come. No sunbeam glitters on our spears, No warlike tramp of steeds Gives warning --for the first that hears Shall be the first that bleeds. The night breeze calls us from our bed, At dewfall forms the line, And darkness gives the signal dread That makes our ranks combine: Or should some straggling moonbeam lie On copse or lurking hedge, 'T would flash but from a Spaniard's eye, Or from a dagger's edge. 'T is clear in the sweet vale below, And misty on the hill; The skies shine mildly on the foe, But four upon us still. This gathering storm shall quickly burst, And spread its terrors far, And at its front we'll be the first, And with it go to war. O! the mountain peak shall safe remain -- 'T is the vale shall be despoiled, And the tame hamlets of the plain With ruin shall run wild; But Liberty shall breathe our air Upon the mountain head, And Freedom's breezes wander here, Here all their fragrance shed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE THE WILD SWAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS AFTER TENNYSON by AMBROSE BIERCE QUARTET IN F MAJOR by WILLIAM MEREDITH CROSS THAT LINE by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE EMANCIPATION by ELIZABETH ALEXANDER TO A FRIEND by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |
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