France fallen! France arisen! France of the brave! France of lost hopes! France of Promethean zeal! Napoleon's France, that bruised the despot's heel Of Europe, while the feudal world did rave. Thou France that didst burst through the rock-bound grave Which Germany and England joined to seal, And undismayed didst seek the human weal, Through which thou couldst thyself and others save -- The wreath of amaranth and eternal praise! When every hand was 'gainst thee, so was ours. Freedom remembers, and I can forget: -- Great are we by the faith our past betrays, And noble now the great Republic flowers Incarnate with the soul of Lafayette. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ETERNITY BLUES by HAYDEN CARRUTH WHEN I WROTE A LITTLE by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE TEMPTRESS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON TUNK (A LECTURE ON MODERN EDUCATION) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON A FLORIDA SUNDAY by SIDNEY LANIER IN A SWEDISH GRAVEYARD by EMMA LAZARUS CONSECRATED GROUND; READ AT THE NEW YORK CITY HALL by EDWIN MARKHAM |