SOUND now the trumpet warningly! The storm is rolling nearer, The hour is striking clearer, In the dusky dome of sky. If dark and wild the morning be, A darker morn before us Shall fling its shadows o'er us If we let the hour go by. Sound we then the trumpet chorus! Sound the onset wild and high! Country and Liberty! Freedom and Victory! These words shall be our cry, -- Fremont and Victory! Sound, sound the trumpet fearlessly! Each arm its vigor lending, Bravely with wrong contending, And shouting Freedom's cry! The Kansas homes stand cheerlessly, The sky with flame is ruddy, The prairie turf is bloody, Where the brave and gentle die. Sound the trumpet stern and steady! Sound the trumpet strong and high! Country and Liberty! Freedom and Victory! These words shall be our cry, -- Fremont and Victory! Sound now the trumpet cheerily! Nor dream of Heaven's forsaking The issue of its making, That Right with Wrong must try. The cloud that hung so drearily The Northern winds are breaking; The Northern Lights are shaking Their fire-flags in the sky. Sound the signal of awaking; Sound the onset wild and high! Country and Liberty! Freedom and Victory! These words shall be our cry, -- Fremont and Victory! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ONE AT PLAY IN THE FIELDS OF by KAREN SWENSON SONG FOR THE LUDDITES by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE NYMPH COMPLAINING FOR THE DEATH OF HER FAUN [OR, FAWN] by ANDREW MARVELL OVERHEARD ON A SALTMARSH by HAROLD MONRO THE PROMETHEUS VINCTUS OF AESCHYLUS by AESCHYLUS FOR THERE IS NO HELP IN THEM by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN TWO POINTS OF VIEW: 2 by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB LAST DAYS OF QUEEN ELIZABETH by EDWARD GEORGE EARLE LYTTON BULWER-LYTTON |