1'45. GOD bless New Hampshire! -- from her granite peaks Once more the voice of Stark and Langdon speaks. The long-bound vassal of the exulting South For very shame her self-forged chain has broken, -- Torn the black seal of slavery from her mouth, And in the clear tones of her old time spoken! O all undreamed-of, all unhoped-for changes! -- The tyrant's ally proves his sternest foe; To all his biddings, from her mountain ranges, New Hampshire thunders an indignant No! Who is it now despairs? O faint of heart, Look upward to those Northern mountains cold, Flouted by Freedom's victor-flag unrolled, And gather strength to bear a manlier part! All is not lost. The angel of God's blessing Encamps with Freedom on the field of fight; Still to her banner, day by day, are pressing, Unlooked-for allies, striking for the right! Courage, then, Northern hearts! --Be firm, be true: What one brave state hath done, can ye not also do? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DOLL BELIEVERS by CLARENCE MAJOR ARCTURUS IN AUTUMN by SARA TEASDALE FIRE, FAMINE AND SLAUGHTER. A WAR ECLOGUE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE GREENNESS by ANGELINA WELD GRIMKE GRECIAN KINDNESS: A SONG by JOHN WILMOT THE COSMIC TRAIL by EDWIN M. ABBOTT |