And is this stone his monument? His ashes lying here? Immortal, heroic Daniel Boone, Kentucky's pioneer? Has he not o'er these burial grounds Grim, savage war chiefs faced? Has he not here the panther fierce, The bear and wild deer chased? Deep in the unbroken forest And mountain fastnesses, And broad and uncleared wilderness, Contentment pure was his. For ordained by Providence he seemed, Its instrument to have been For making Kentucky's wilderness A dwelling place for men. Sleep on, immortal hero! Brave, dauntless pioneer; Kentucky's sons will ever hold Your name and memory dear, While the old Kentucky river, Whose tide you've forded oft, With rippling music sings for you A requiem sweet and soft. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON RECEIVING [THE FIRST] NEWS OF THE WAR by ISAAC ROSENBERG A RECIPE FOR SALAD by SYDNEY SMITH ODE; SUNG BY THE CHILDREN OF THE PUBLIC SCHOOLS by W. T. ADAMS TRAVELOGUE by EVA K. ANGLESBURG GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 3 by RICHARD BARNFIELD LINES TO HANNAH AND PHOEBE by BERNARD BARTON UNBELIEVABLE by EDITH GRACE BERKNESS |