O star of morning and of liberty! O bringer of the light, whose splendor shines Above the darkness of the Apennines, Forerunner of the day that is to be! The voices of the city and the sea, The voices of the mountains and the pines, Repeat thy song, till the familiar lines Are footpaths for the thought of Italy! Thy fame is blown abroad from all the heights, Through all the nations, and a sound is heard, As of a mighty wind, and men devout, Strangers of Rome, and the new proselytes, In their own language hear thy wondrous word, And many are amazed and many doubt. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RECRUIT by ROBERT WILLIAM CHAMBERS LEPANTO by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON COMRADE JESUS by SARAH NORCLIFFE CLEGHORN A QUOI BON DIRE by CHARLOTTE MEW ARAB LOVE SONG by FRANCIS THOMPSON WHERE LIES THE LAND by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |