LAND of gold! -- thy sisters greet thee O'er the mountain and the main; See, -- they stretch the hand to meet thee, Youngest of our household train. Many a form their love hath fostered Lingers 'neath thy sunny sky, And their spirit-tokens brighten Every link of sympathy We 'mid storms of war were cradled, 'Mid the shock of angry foes; Thou, with sudden, dreamlike splendor, Pallas-born, -- in vigor rose. Children of one common country, Strong in friendship let us stand, With united ardor earning Glory for our Mother Land. They of gold and they of iron, They who reap the bearded wheat, They who rear the snowy cotton, Pour their treasures at her feet While with smiling exultation, She, who marks their filial part, Like the mother of the Gracchi, Folds her jewels to her heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 39 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING ADDRESS TO THE UNCO GUID, OR THE RIGIDLY RIGHTEOUS by ROBERT BURNS THE ADOPTED CHILD by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS IMPROMPTU ON CHARLES II (2) by JOHN WILMOT |