A carol closing sixty-nine -- a resume -- a repetition, My lines in joy and hope continuing on the same, Of ye, O God, Life, Nature, Freedom, Poetry; Of you, my Land -- your rivers, prairies, States -- you, mottled Flag I love, Your aggregate retain'd entire -- Of north, south, east and west, your items all; Of me myself -- the jocund heart yet beating in my breast, The body wreck'd, old, poor and paralyzed -- the strange inertia falling pall-like round me, The burning fires down in my sluggish blood not yet extinct, The undiminish'd faith -- the groups of loving friends. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OH YOU ARE COMING by SARA TEASDALE DANIEL WEBSTER by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES BORDER BALLAD [OR MARCH, OR SONG], FR. THE MONASTERY by WALTER SCOTT WATER FOWL by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 57. AL-HAMID by EDWIN ARNOLD FIVE LITTLE WANDERINGS: 2. CHILDHOOD by BERTON BRALEY TO A CHILD by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR COUNTRY FELLOWS AND THE ASS; ABSURDITY OF ATTEMPTING TO PLEASE ALL MEN by JOHN BYROM |