Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes. America: Vols. XXVXXIX. 187679. | | | | Introductory to America | | England to America | | William James Linton (18121897) |
| | 1876 A HUNDRED years! | |
| Too long for memory of the justest feud! | |
| Last centurys quarrel to its end pursued | |
| And yours the triumph, may not we grasp hands, | |
| Now each one stands | 5 |
| Apart from fears? * * * * * | |
| Brothers! that word | |
| Makes Tyranny weak; Wrong flies, nor looks behind, | |
| Driven as dry leaves before the herald wind | |
| That clears the way for springs most gentle flowers. | 10 |
| O waiting hours! | |
| Your plaint is heard. | |
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| Land named of hope! | |
| Our best have hailed the promise of thy growth; | |
| Surely hath honors race-ground room for both | 15 |
| America and England, side by side, | |
| Yet leaving pride | |
| Sufficient scope. | |
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| New England! ours | |
| Art thou, as Englands thine: thy children own | 20 |
| The common parentage. Nor they alone, | |
| But wheresoeer is heard our English tongue | |
| World-widely flung | |
| For coming hours. | |
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| Be with us then, | 25 |
| Thou greater England! second but in time: | |
| Our age shall welcome our young giants prime, | |
| As in his sons a father takes delight, | |
| Proud of the height | |
| Of younger men. | 30 |
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| Oerstride our fame! | |
| Step past the extremest stretch of our renown! | |
| Wreathe round Columbias head the laurel crown | |
| Our old heroic worth can well assign! | |
| The crown be thine | 35 |
| In Englands name! | |
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| For we are one, | |
| In race, in will, in energy the same: | |
| Twin aspirations of one-tonguéd flame. | |
| England were fain to see you climb beyond | 40 |
| Our hopes most fond, | |
| And all we have done. * * * * * | | | | |
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