ERE five score years have run their tedious rounds, -- If yet Oppression breaks o'er human bounds, As it has done the last sad passing year, Made the New World in anger shed the tear, -- Unmindful of their native, once-loved isle, They'll bid Allegiance cease her peaceful smile, While from their arms they tear Oppression's chain, And make lost Liberty once more to reign. But let them live, as they would choose to be, Loyal to King, and as true Britons free, They'll ne'er by fell revolt oppose that crown Which first has raised them, though now pulls them down; If but the rights of subjects they receive, 'T is all they ask -- or all a crown can give. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALMANACH DU PRINTEMPS VIVAROIS by HAYDEN CARRUTH SELF-ANALYSIS by DAVID IGNATOW GOOD-BYE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LOST ILLUSIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO SAMUEL COLERIDGE UPON HEARING HIS 'SOME I FEEL LIKE A MOTHERLESS..' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO J. D. H. (KILLED AT SURREY C. H., OCTOBER, 1866) by SIDNEY LANIER |