Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ENGLAND, by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT Poet's Biography First Line: England, thy foes make boast of thy decline Last Line: And justice is a goddess still unbought. Subject(s): England; Freedom; English; Liberty | ||||||||
England, thy foes make boast of thy decline; Thy world-wide commerce slackens its old pace, Thy sea-girt jewel holds a second place, Now that our masters live along the Rhine, No! Leadership in freedom still is thine. Mazzini, Marx -- yes, Manuel, you embrace. Prophets and kings, in exile, seek thy face And live secure beneath thy sheltering vine. If mind and merchants make a new race great, That barters freedom for a tyrant's smile -- Then leap to studies; arm with conquering thought, That nothing may destroy the only state Where tyrants cannot reach or spies beguile And justice is a goddess still unbought. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE THE WILD SWAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS AFTER TENNYSON by AMBROSE BIERCE QUARTET IN F MAJOR by WILLIAM MEREDITH CROSS THAT LINE by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE EMANCIPATION by ELIZABETH ALEXANDER A CALL TO PRAYER by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT |
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