OUR Land -- our Home! -- the common home indeed Of soil-born children and adopted ones -- The stately daughters and the stalwart sons Of Industry: -- All greeting and godspeed! O home to proudly live for, and, if need Be, proudly die for, with the roar of guns Blent with our latest prayer. -- So died men once. . . . Lo, Peace! . . . As we look on the land THEY freed -- Its harvest all in ocean-overflow Poured round autumnal coasts in billowy gold -- Its corn and wine and balmed fruits and flow'rs, -- We know the exaltation that they know Who now, steadfast inheritors, behold The Land Elysian, marveling "This is ours!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE FOX; FOR ANN PEARN by EDITH SITWELL THE LONELY DEATH by ADELAIDE CRAPSEY SONNET: 99 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE LAUS VENERIS by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE STUDY OF A SPIDER by JOHN BYRNE LEICESTER WARREN ROCOCO by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |