As the Greek's signal flame, by antique records told, Rose from the hill-top, like applause and glory, Welcoming in fame some special veteran, hero, With rosy tinge reddening the land he'd served, So I aloft from Mannahatta's ship-fringed shore, Lift high a kindled brand for thee, Old Poet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CENTRAL PARK AT DUSK by SARA TEASDALE THE LATE SINGER by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS ONE WAY OF LOVE by ROBERT BROWNING FLANNAN ISLE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON FIFTY YEARS (1863-1913) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON VENUS AND ADONIS by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE |