Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TREATY ELM, by THOMAS BUCHANAN READ Poet's Biography First Line: I see the treaty elm and hear the rustle Subject(s): U.s. - History | ||||||||
ERE to the honored patriot's mansion yonder These charmed and emblematic relics pass, Upon the sacred fragments let me ponder, While Fancy, to the admiring eye of Wonder, Withdraws the veil, as in a magian's glass. I see the " Treaty Elm, " and hear the rustle Of autumn leaves, where come the dusky troops, In painted robes and plumes, to crowd and jostle, A savage scene, save that the peace- apostle Stands central, and controls the untamed groups. These are the boughs the forest eagle lit on, Long ere he perched upon our nation's banner; Beneath their shade I see the gentle Briton, And hear the contract, binding, though unwritten, And worded in the plain old scriptural manner. Across the Delaware the sound comes faintly, And fainter still across the tide of Time, Though history yet repeats the language quaintly That from lips of Penn, the calm and saintly, Speaking of love, the only true sublime. This is his mission, and his sole vocation; To hear of this, the savage round him presses; How sweetly falls the beautiful oration Which bids them hear the marvellous revelation Of Christian peace through all their wildernesses! Not to defraud them of their broad possessions He comes, or to control their eagle pinions, But to pledge friendship and its sweet relations , Truth and forbearance, gentleness and patience, To all the people of their wild dominions. We meet, he said, " upon the open highway Of broad good will, and honest faith and duty; Let love fraternal brighten every by-way, And peace inviolate be thy way as my way, Till all the forest blossoms with new beauty." So spake their friend , and they revered his teaching; They said, " We will be true to thee and thine. And through long seasons toward their future reaching No act was shown their plighted faith impeaching Marring the compact, loving and divine. O thou, like noble Penn, who truth adorest, A priest at her great shrine in Freedom's temple, While o'er this gift in thoughtful mood thou porest, Point to the faithful children of the forest, And bid the nations learn from their example. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OLD OSAWATOMIE by CARL SANDBURG THE BONNIE BLUE FLAG by HARRY MACARTHY LEE'S PAROLE by MARION MANVILLE THE SURRENDER OF NEW ORLEANS by MARION MANVILLE THE LITTLE ODYSSEY OF JASON QUINT, OF SCIENCE, DOCTOR by THOMAS MCGRATH A CANTICLE: SIGNIFICANT OF NATIONAL EXALTATION CLOSE OF WAR by HERMAN MELVILLE A GRAVE NEAR PETERSBURG, VIRGINIA by HERMAN MELVILLE DRIFTING by THOMAS BUCHANAN READ |
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