Arise and shout, ye native sons! And sing, ye daughters fair! Your natal sun ascends the East And rides in glory there. And in the sky methinks I see A gay mirage of light Reflected from a million flags With stars emblazoned bright. And let the eagle scream her joy Who, through the fateful years When war baptized the land with blood And washed it with its tears, Still bore aloft the banner bright, While thunder clouds were riven, Until it caught the falling stars From heaven in tribute given. And shout! Ye millions foreign-born, Who sought this western world To pluck fair Freedom's rarest flowers And keep her flag unfurled. And let the echoes roll and roll, In a ravishing refrain, From sweet magnolias of the South To princely pines of Maine. Let Yukon's golden trumpet sound, And bells of freedom ring From every isle that nestles now Beneath the eagle's wing. Let cascades leap, and geysers play, And oceans roar their glee, Till a tidal wave of liberty Shall roll from sea to sea! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DECEPTION PASS; FOR JUDY AND MARK KAWASAKI by KAREN SWENSON SONGS FOR MY MOTHER: 3. HER WORDS by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH THE EVENING STAR by THOMAS CAMPBELL THE IRISH RAPPAREES; A PEASANT BALLAD OF 1691 by CHARLES GAVAN DUFFY A LITTLE CHILD'S HYMN; FOR NIGHT AND MORNING by FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE THE SONG OF WANDERING AENGUS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE TOOTHPICK by GHALIB IBN RIBAH AL-HAJJAM |