A crown on her head and triumphant, Francisca shall mount to her seat; Her sceptre, a shaft of the lightning, all enemies under her feet; The ocean of oceans her conquest, the nations their tribute shall bring To her ashes abloom like an Eden, the home of perpetual Spring. And the Orient's stores of the ages and the northland's frozen gold, Still red with the fires of Aurora, where it burnt on her altars of old, Shall build her a house of such splendor that masters of progress shall own Her a queen among cities,—her prowess, that spirit sublimed which is known To the souls that, like metal concentrate, have passed through the crucible's test. Then the world shall unite with her children to hail her, "Francisca the Blest!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 11 by CONRAD AIKEN ROMANCE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON CORPORATE ENTITY by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH CLASS SONG (WHICH WILL BE SUNG ON THE 22ND OF FEBRUARY) by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE POWER OF ART by GEORGE SANTAYANA DECEPTION PASS; FOR JUDY AND MARK KAWASAKI by KAREN SWENSON |