O TRIBE of ancestry, be dumb, thy parchment roll review! What is thy line of ancestors to that which boasts the Jew? The ancient Briton, where is he? The Saxons, who are they? The Roman is a fleeting shade—a thing of yesterday. But he may boldly lift his eyes and spread his hands abroad, And say, "Four thousand years ago my sires on Canaan stood." O, who shall dare despise the Jew, whom God hath not despised, Nor yet forsaken in His wrath, though long and sore chastised? From many a distant land the Lord shall bring His people forth, And Zion be the glory yet and wonder of the earth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...1914: 3. THE DEAD by RUPERT BROOKE EXCELLENCY OF CHRIST by GILES FLETCHER THE YOUNGER WAR AND WASHINGTON by JONATHAN MITCHELL SEWALL THE SONG THAT SHALL ATONE by KATHARINE LEE BATES HEAUTONTIMOROUMENOS by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE PSALM 141 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |