Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE THIRTY-NINTH CONGRESS, by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O people-chosen! Are ye not Last Line: Stretch hands, and bid ye welcome home! Subject(s): Reconstruction (1865-1876); U.s. - Congress | ||||||||
O PEOPLE-CHOSEN! are ye not Likewise the chosen of the Lord, To do His will and speak His word? From the loud thunder-storm of war Not man alone hath called ye forth, But He, the God of all the earth! The torch of vengeance in your hands He quenches; unto Him belongs The solemn recompense of wrongs. Enough of blood the land has seen, And not by cell or gallows-stair Shall ye the way of God prepare. Say to the pardon-seekers: Keep Your manhood, bend no suppliant knees, Nor palter with unworthy pleas. Above your voices sounds the wail Of starving men; we shut in vain Our eyes to Pillow's ghastly stain. What words can drown that bitter cry? What tears wash out the stain of death? What oaths confirm your broken faith? From you alone the guaranty Of union, freedom, peace, we claim; We urge no conqueror's terms of shame. Alas! no victor's pride is ours; We bend above our triumphs won Like David o'er his rebel son. Be men, not beggars. Cancel all By one brave, generous action; trust Your better instincts, and be just! Make all men peers before the law, Take hands from off the negro's throat, Give black and white an equal vote. Keep all your forfeit lives and lands, But give the common law's redress To labor's utter nakedness. Revive the old heroic will; Be in the right as brave and strong As ye have proved yourselves in wrong. Defeat shall then be victory, Your loss the wealth of full amends, And hate be love, and foes be friends. Then buried be the dreadful past, Its common slain be mourned, and let All memories soften to regret. Then shall the Union's mother-heart Her lost and wandering ones recall, Forgiving and restoring all, -- And Freedom break her marble trance Above the Capitolian dome, Stretch hands, and bid ye welcome home! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FIGHT OVER THE BODY OF KEITT by ANONYMOUS I BESEECH YOU BEFORE WE IMPEACH YOU by R. HAMILTON BOLTON CONGRESS HALL, N.Y by PHILIP FRENEAU LET CONGRESS DO IT by ROBERT FROST POWERS OF CONGRESS by ALICE FULTON HOUR OF THREE BLACK SUNS by LAURENCE LIEBERMAN AMERICAN TIMES by JONATHAN ODELL AMY WENTWORTH; FOR WILLIAM BRADFORD by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |
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