AFTER all, One country, brethren! We must rise or fall With the Supreme Republic. We must be The makers of her immortality, -- Her freedom, fame, Her glory or her shame: Liegemen to God and fathers of the free! After all -- Hark! from the heights the clear, strong, clarion call And the command imperious: "Stand forth, Sons of the South and brothers of the North! Stand forth and be As one on soil and sea -- Your country's honor more than empire's worth!" After all, 'T is Freedom wears the loveliest coronal; Her brow is to the morning; in the sod She breathes the breath of patriots; every clod Answers her call And rises like a wall Against the foes of liberty and God! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FIGHT WITH THE SNAPPING TURTLE; OR, THE AMERICAN ST. GEORGE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN SONNET: AT MY WORD by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON JERUSALEM; THE EMANATION OF THE GIANT ALBION: CHAPTER 1 by WILLIAM BLAKE SONNET: CLEAVE THOU THE WAVES by MATHILDE BLIND THE DOWNS by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES ADEQUACY by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING VERSES UNDER A PRINT, REPRESENTING CHRIST IN THE MIDST OF THE DOCTORS by JOHN BYROM |