THE footsteps of a hundred years Have echoed, since o'er Braddock's Road Bold Putnam and the Pioneers Led History the way they strode. On wild Monongahela stream They launched the Mayflower of the West, A perfect State their civic dream, A new New World their pilgrim quest. When April robed the Buckeye trees Muskingum's bosky shore they trod; They pitched their tents, and to the breeze Flung freedom's star-flag, thanking God. As glides the Oyo's solemn flood, So fleeted their eventful years; Resurgent in their children's blood, They still live on -- the Pioneers. Their fame shrinks not to names and dates On votive stone, the prey of time; -- Behold where monumental States Immortalize their lives sublime! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CONCLUSION OF A LETTER TO THE REV. MR. C --. by MARY BARBER POEM, READ THE SOLDIERS' WELCOME, FRANKLIN, NEW YORK, AUG. 5, 1865 by B. H. BARNES TOMMY BIG-EYES by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE WANDERER: 1. IN ITALY: INDIAN LOVE SONG by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON ABNEGATION by KATHARINE BROWN BURT |