When falls the cause of Right, The poet grasps his pen, And in gleaming letters of living light Transmits the truth to men. Go, songs! he says who sings; Go! tell the world this tale; Bear it afar on your tireless wings: The Right will yet prevail. Songs! sound like the thunder's breath! Boom o'er the world and say: Brave men may die -- Right has no death! Truth never shall pass away! Go! sing thro' a nation's sighs! Go! sob thro' a people's tears! Sweep the horizons of all the skies, And throb through a thousand years! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN A BREATH; TO THE WILLIAMSON BROTHERS by CARL SANDBURG EPITAPH ON THOMAS CLERE, SURREY'S FAITHFUL FRIEND AND FOLLOWER by HENRY HOWARD ITALY SWEET TOO! by JOHN KEATS FATHER LAND AND MOTHER TONGUE by SAMUEL LOVER NIOBE: THE GODS' CHILDREN by AESCHYLUS AN ADDRESS TO THE DEITY by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |