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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.
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.
Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism
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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! "
The honest waves refuse to slaves
The empire of the ocean caves.
Old Europe groans with palaces,
Has lords enough and more;--
We plant and build by foaming seas
A city of the poor;--
For day by day could Boston Bay
Their honest labor overpay.
We grant no dukedoms to the few,
We hold like rights and shall;--
Equal on Sunday in the pew,
On Monday in the mall.
For what avail the plough or sail,
Or land or life, if freedom fail?
The noble craftsmen we promote,
Disown the knave and fool;
Each honest man shall have his vote,
Each child shall have his school.
A union then of honest men,
Or union nevermore again.
The wild rose and the barberry thorn
Hung out their summer pride
Where now on heated pavements worn
The feet of millions stride.
Fair rose the planted hills behind
The good town on the bay,
And where the western hills declined
The prairie stretched away.
What care though rival cities soar
Along the stormy coast:
Penn's town, New York, and Baltimore,
If Boston knew the most!
They laughed to know the world so wide;
The mountains said: "Good-day!
We greet you well, you Saxon men,
Up with your towns and stay! "
The world was made for honest trade,--
To plant and eat be none afraid.
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! "
The honest waves refuse to slaves
The empire of the ocean caves.
Old Europe groans with palaces,
Has lords enough and more;--
We plant and build by foaming seas
A city of the poor;--
For day by day could Boston Bay
Their honest labor overpay.
We grant no dukedoms to the few,
We hold like rights and shall;--
Equal on Sunday in the pew,
On Monday in the mall.
For what avail the plough or sail,
Or land or life, if freedom fail?
The noble craftsmen we promote,
Disown the knave and fool;
Each honest man shall have his vote,
Each child shall have his school.
A union then of honest men,
Or union nevermore again.
The wild rose and the barberry thorn
Hung out their summer pride
Where now on heated pavements worn
The feet of millions stride.
Fair rose the planted hills behind
The good town on the bay,
And where the western hills declined
The prairie stretched away.
What care though rival cities soar
Along the stormy coast:
Penn's town, New York, and Baltimore,
If Boston knew the most!
They laughed to know the world so wide;
The mountains said: "Good-day!
We greet you well, you Saxon men,
Up with your towns and stay! "
The world was made for honest trade,--
To plant and eat be none afraid.
