Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PANAMA HYMN, by PERCY MACKAYE Poet's Biography First Line: Lord of the sundering land and deep Last Line: And marry sundered deep to deep! Alternate Author Name(s): Mackaye, Percy Wallace Subject(s): Panama | ||||||||
LORD of the sundering land and deep, For whom of old, to suage thy wrath, The floods stood upright as a heap To shape thy host a dry-shod path, Lo, now, from tide to sundered tide Thy hand, outstretched in glad release, Hath torn the eternal hills aside To blaze a liquid path for Peace. Thy hand, englaived in flaming steel, Hath clutched the demons of the soil And made their forge-fires roar and reel To serve thy seraphim in toil; While round their pits the nations, bowed, Have watched thine awful enginery Compel, through thunderbolt and cloud, The demigods to slave for thee. For thee hath glaring Cyclops sweat, And Atlas groaned, and Hercules For thee his iron sinews set, And thou wast lord of Rameses; Till now they pause, to watch thy hand Lead forth the first leviathan Through mazes of the jungled land, Submissive to the will of man: Submissive through the will of us To thine, the universal will, That leads, divine and devious, To world-communions vaster still. The titans rest; intense, aware, The host of nations dumbly waits; The mountains lift their brows and stare; The tides are knocking at the gates. Almighty of the human mind, Unlock the portals of our sleep That lead to visions of our kind, And marry sundered deep to deep! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A WELCOME TO THE FAIR by WILLIAM STEWARD GORDON GOETHALS, THE PROPHET ENGINEER by PERCY MACKAYE IDYL OF THE MOUNTAIN by DEMETRIO FABREGA A CHILD AT THE WICKET by PERCY MACKAYE |
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