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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A FRENCH GIRL IN AMERICA, by MABEL KINGSLEY RICHARDSON First Line: I cannot tell just where the difference lies Last Line: —mabel kingsley richardson Subject(s): Freedom; History; U.s. - Immigration And Emigration; United States; Liberty; Historians; America | |||
I cannot tell just where the difference lies, 'Tis not so much in manner, speech or dress, But in your face an old-world wistfulness, And alien dreams deep in your old-world eyes; Some little trick of laughter, strangerwise, Your even voice, soft as a child's caress, Lilt in your quiet step, and, more or less, Ten thousand things you never could disguise. Yet we are kin. For things my father loved Your old-world battle fields are ten times deep, And every grave a shrine for liberty. Bound by this tie we are not once removed In kinship. Sister, be it ours to keep That glory fair down Halls of History. —MABEL KINGSLEY RICHARDSON | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JULY FOURTH BY THE OCEAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS WATCH THE LIGHTS FADE by ROBINSON JEFFERS AFTER TENNYSON by AMBROSE BIERCE MEETING YOU AT THE PIERS by KENNETH KOCH INVOCATION TO THE SOCIAL MUSE by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH A LETTER TO MARY by MABEL KINGSLEY RICHARDSON |
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