FAIR beams that kiss the sparkling bay, Rest warmest o'er her tranquil sleep; Sweet exile! love enticed away, -- The first on Plymouth Rock to leap! Among the timid flock she stood, Rare figure near the May-Flower's prow, With heart of Christian fortitude, And light heroic on her brow! O ye who round King's Chapel stray, Forget the turmoil of the street; Though loftier names are round her, lay A wreath of flowers at Mary's feet! Though gallant Winslows slumber here, E'en worthy Lady Andros too, Her memory is still as dear, And poets' praise to Mary due. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RESOLVE by ALEXANDER BROME BELISARIUS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW LINES TO THE MEMORY OF ANNIE WHO DIED AT MILAN, JUNE 6, 1860 by HARRIET BEECHER STOWE THANKSGIVING DAY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH MAN AND WOMAN GO THROUGH THE CANCER WARD by GOTTFRIED BENN IN AND OUT OF CHURCH by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |