MOTHER of Noble Minds! How shall we pay The homage of our love -- nay what withhold? Thou Bride of Learning, never false or cold; Hostess of Beauty to the world, no day Uncheered by thee along our saddest way; Mother of Men ardent and wise and bold, Who gave to Art new life, to Law new mould, And unto Freedom new, immortal bay. Mother of Great Adventurers, air or sea! Columbus, voyaging to undreamed good, Like Man's brave soul; and he, of thy new brood The farthest picket in the vague of space. What height or hindrance ever daunted thee Whose forward spirit debtors every race! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE'S SECRET, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE MY LADY'S TEARS by JOHN DOWLAND ARE THE CHILDREN AT HOME? by MARGARET ELIZABETH MUNSON SANGSTER THE SWING by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON DEJECTION by GRACE E. ALBRIGHT NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 13 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |