A MIGHTY nation we have built Of many a race, remote or kin — Briton and Teuton, Slav and Celt, All Europe's tribes are wrought therein; And Asia's children, Afric's hordes, Millions the world would crush or flout: To each some help our rule affords, And shall we bar the Red Man out? The Red Man was the primal lord Of our magnificent domain, And craft, and crime, and wasting sword Oft gained us mount and stream and plain. And shall we still add wrong to wrong? Is this the largess of the strong — His need to slight, his faith to doubt, And thus to bar the Red Man out, Though welcoming all other men? Nay! let us nobly build him in, Nor rest till 'ward' and 'alien' win The rightful name of citizen! Then will the 'reservation' be Columbia's breadth from sea to sea, And Sioux, Apache, and Cheyenne Merge proudly in American! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROBERT E. LEE by JULIA WARD HOWE THE DEATH OF HARRISON by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS THE CALL by ANNYE LEWIS ALLISON ENOUGH by OTTO JULIUS BIERBAUM THE GATES OF PARADISE; FOR CHILDREN by WILLIAM BLAKE |