AMERICA, my own! Thy spacious grandeurs rise Faming the proudest zone Pavilioned by the skies; Day's flying glory breaks Thy vales and mountains o'er, And gilds thy streams and lakes From ocean shore to shore. Praised be thy wood and wold, Thy corn and wine and flocks, The yellow blood of gold Drained from thy canon rocks; Thy trains that shake the land, Thy ships that plough the main, Triumphant cities grand Roaring with noise of gain. Earth's races look to Thee: The peoples of the world Thy risen splendors see And thy wide flag unfurled; Thy sons, in peace or war, That emblem who behold, Bless every shining star, Cheer every streaming fold! Float high, O gallant flag, O'er Carib Isles of palm, O'er bleak Alaskan crag, O'er far-off lone Guam; Where Mauna Loa pours Black thunder from the deeps; O'er Mindanao's shores, O'er Luzon's coral steeps. Float high, and be the sign Of love and brotherhood, -- The pledge, by right divine Of Power, to do good; For aye and everywhere, On continent and wave, Armipotent to dare, Imperial to save! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GIVE ME THY HEART by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER THE GREAT FIGURE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE COWARD by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA SONNET TO THE HUNGARIAN NATION by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE LAST MAN: A RUFFIAN by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE THING TO DO by GAMALIEL BRADFORD FIFINE AT THE FAIR by ROBERT BROWNING THE RETURN OF THE DRUSES; A TRAGEDY by ROBERT BROWNING TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. LITTLE BROOK WITHOUT A NAME by EDWARD CARPENTER |