OUR Land -- our Home! -- the common home indeed Of soil-born children and adopted ones -- The stately daughters and the stalwart sons Of Industry: -- All greeting and godspeed! O home to proudly live for, and, if need Be, proudly die for, with the roar of guns Blent with our latest prayer. -- So died men once. . . . Lo, Peace! . . . As we look on the land THEY freed -- Its harvest all in ocean-overflow Poured round autumnal coasts in billowy gold -- Its corn and wine and balmed fruits and flow'rs, -- We know the exaltation that they know Who now, steadfast inheritors, behold The Land Elysian, marveling "This is ours!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO-MORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ANOTHER DARK LADY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SONG OF AUTUMN by PAUL VERLAINE WHEN ALL IS DONE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR CAVE TALK by JOSEPH WARREN BEACH AN ELEGY OF HENRY, PRINCE OF WALES by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |