THOU who didst rise like a pearl from the ocean, Whose beauty surpasseth the splendour of morn! Lo! We invoke thee with eager devotion, Hearken, O Lotus-born! Come! with sweet eyelids and fingers caressing, With footfalls auspicious our thresholds adorn, And grant us the showers and the sheaves of thyblessing, Hearken, O Lotus-born! Prosper our cradles and kindred and cattle, And cherish our hearth-fires and coffers and corn, O watch o'er our seasons of peace and of battle, Hearken, O Lotus-born! For our dear Land do we offer oblation, O keep thou her glory unsullied, unshorn, And guard the invincible hope of our nation, Hearken, O Lotus-born! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ONE'S-SELF I SING by WALT WHITMAN SONNET TO THE DEBEN by BERNARD BARTON THE DEATH OF THE POOR by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE TICKER TAPE by ELIZABETH KELTY BEITEL YOUR TREASURE by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON LOVE MAKES THE BEST POETS; AN IDYLLIUM by BION THE CHAMPION (SUGGESTED BY A STORY OF JACK LONDON) by BERTON BRALEY |