No More Learning

The poems have been printed scrupulously from the best accessible
text, and they have not been tinkered in any way, though some few
have been curtailed slightly for the sake of space. In a few cases,
where the whole poem has not fallen within the scope of this
volume, only a fragment is here given. When this has been done, it
is pointed out. Brief notes have been prefixed to many of the
poems, making plain the occasion of their origin, and removing any
chance obscurity of allusion.

NEW YORK, November, 1882.

In the two score years since this collection was prepared many
things have happened, and many poets have been in-spired to
celebrate men and moods and deeds. It has been found necessary to
omit a few of the less important verses in the earlier edition to
make room for the most significant of the lyric commemorations of
events almost contemporary, and therefore appealing to us more
immediately, and perhaps more poignantly.

B. M.

July 4, 1922.




TABLE OF CONTENTS

BOSTON, Ralph Waldo Emerson

PAUL REVERE'S RIDE, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

THE BATTLE OF LEXINGTON, Sidney Lanier

HYMN, Ralph Waldo Emerson

TICONDEROGA, V. B. Wilson

GRANDMOTHER'S STORY OF BUNKER HILL BATTLE, Oliver Wendell Holmes

WARREN'S ADDRESS, John Pierpont

THE OLD CONTINENTALS, Guy Humphrey McMaster

NATHAN HALE, Francis Miles Finch

THE LITTLE BLACK-EYED REBEL, Will Carleton

MOLLY MAGUIRE AT MONMOUTH, William Collins

SONG OF MARION'S MEN, William Cullen Bryant

TO THE MEMORY OF THE AMERICANS WHO FELL AT EUTAW, Philip Freneau

GEORGE WASHINGTON, James Russell Lowell

PERRY'S VICTORY ON LAKE ERIE, James Gates Percival

THE STAR SPANGLED BANNER, Francis Scott Key

THE BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS, Thomas Dunn English

THE AMERICAN FLAG, Joseph Rodman Drake

OLD IRONSIDES, Oliver Wendell Holmes

MONTEREY, Charles Fenno Hoff man

THE BIVOUAC OF THE DEAD, Theodore O'Hara

HOW OLD BROWN TOOK HARPER'S FERRY, Edmund Clarence Stedman

APOCALYPSE, Richard Realf

THE PICKET GUARD, Ethel Lynn Beers

THE WASHERS OF THE SHROUD, James Russell Lowell

BATTLE-HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC, Julia Ward Howe

AT PORT ROYAL, John Greenleaf Whittier

READY, Phoebe Gary

"HOW ARE YOU, SANITARY? ", Bret Harte

SONG OF THE SOLDIERS, Charles G. Halpine

JONATHAN TO JOHN, James Russell Lowell

THE CUMBERLAND, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

KEARNY AT SEVEN PINES, Edmund Clarence Stedman

DIRGE FOR A SOLDIER, George H.
Boker

BARBARA FRIETCHIE, John Greenleaf Whittier

FREDERICKSBURG, Thomas Bailey Aldrich

MUSIC IN CAMP, John R. Thompson

KEENAN'S CHARGE, George Parsons Lathrop

THE BLACK REGIMENT, George H. Boker

JOHN BURNS OF GETTYSBURG, Bret Harte

TWILIGHT ON SUMTER, Richard Henry Stoddard

THE BAY-FIGHT, Henry Howard Brownell

SHERIDAN'S RIDE, Thomas Buchanan Read

CRAVEN, Henry Newbolt

SHERMAN'S MARCH TO THE SEA, Samuel H. M. Byers

O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! , Walt Whitman

ABRAHAM LINCOLN, James Russell Lowell

THE BLUE AND THE GRAY, Francis Miles Finch

AT THE FARRAGUT STATUE, Robert Bridges

GRANT, H. C. Bunner

THE BURIAL OF SHERMAN, Richard Watson Gilder

THE MEN BEHIND THE GUNS, John Jerome Rooney

THE REGULAR ARMY MAN, Joseph C. Lincoln

WHEN THE GREAT GRAY SHIPS COME IN, Guy Wetmore Carryl

AD FINEM FIDELES, Guy Wetmore Carry

GROVER CLEVELAND, Joel Benton

A TOAST TO OUR NATIVE LAND, Robert Bridges

FIFTY YEARS, James Weldon Johnson

THE AMERICAN VOLUNTEERS, Marie Van Vorst

I HAVE A RENDEZVOUS WITH DEATH, Alan Seeger

THE CHOICE, Rudyard Kipling

ANNAPOLIS, Waldron Kinsolving Post

YANKS, James W. Foley

ANY WOMAN TO A SOLDIER, Grace Ellery Channing

TO PEACE, WITH VICTORY, Corinne Roosevelt Robinson

YOU AND YOU, Edith Wharton

WITH THE TIDE, Edith Wharton

AMERICA'S WELCOME HOME, Henry van Dyke

THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER, Angela Morgan





BOSTON

SICUT PATRIBUS, SIT DEUS NOBIS
RALPH WALDO EMERSON


[sidenote: Dec. 16, 1773]
_This poem was read in Faneuil Hall, on the Centennial
Anniversary of the "Boston Tea-Party," at which a band of men
disguised as Indians had quietly emptied into the sea the taxed
tea-chests of three British ships. _

The rocky nook with hill-tops three
Looked eastward from the farms,
And twice each day the flowing sea
Took Boston in its arms;
The men of yore were stout and poor,
And sailed for bread to every shore.

And where they went on trade intent
They did what freemen can,
Their dauntless ways did all men praise,
The merchant was a man.
The world was made for honest trade,--
To plant and eat be none afraid.

The waves that rocked them on the deep
To them their secret told;
Said the winds that sung the lads to sleep,
"Like us be free and bold!