Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PILGRIM MAIDEN, by DOROTHY WHITEHEAD HOUGH First Line: Lo, I have come a weary way Last Line: Dedicated to love of god and liberty. Subject(s): Footprints; Immigrants; Pilgrimages & Pilgrims; Travel; Emigrant; Emigration; Immigration; Journeys; Trips | ||||||||
Lo, I have come a weary way; Crossed restless, stormy seas; Seeking a new home in this strange wilderness Where I may worship God In freedom, as my conscience bids me do. I, the first white woman To set foot upon this sea washed rock. A moment pause I here, For when my feet upon this new soil Firmly stand, There shall be, There can be No turning back. Lo, he that sets his hand unto the plough Must forward go. And I, his mate, to make a home for him, Must constant be in purpose. Together we shall build a nation, Convert the heathen, Tame their savage ways. Together we shall conquer the wilderness For all the generations yet unborn. While steadfast Through all trials, Through pioneer privations Pressing on, Dedicated to love of God and liberty. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RICHARD, WHAT'S THAT NOISE? by RICHARD HOWARD LOOKING FOR THE GULF MOTEL by RICHARD BLANCO RIVERS INTO SEAS by LYNDA HULL DESTINATIONS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE ONE WHO WAS DIFFERENT by RANDALL JARRELL THE CONFESSION OF ST. JIM-RALPH by DENIS JOHNSON SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES TO H. B. (WITH A BOOK OF VERSE) by MAURICE BARING GARDEN IN WINTER by DOROTHY WHITEHEAD HOUGH |
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