July 04, 2003

By the Rude Bridge That Arched the Flood

Ralph Waldo Emerson's Concord Hymn:

43. Concord Hymn. Ralph Waldo Emerson. Yale Book of American Verse

Thomas R. Lounsbury, ed. (1838–1915). Yale Book of American Verse.  1912.
 
Ralph Waldo Emerson. 1803–1882
 
43. Concord Hymn
 
Sung at the Completion of the Battle Monument, April 19, 1836
 
BY the rude bridge that arched the flood, 
  Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, 
Here once the embattled farmers stood, 
  And fired the shot heard round the world. 
  
The foe long since in silence slept;         5
  Alike the conqueror silent sleeps; 
And Time the ruined bridge has swept 
  Down the dark stream which seaward creeps. 
  
On this green bank, by this soft stream, 
  We set to-day a votive stone;  10
That memory may their deed redeem, 
  When, like our sires, our sons are gone. 
  
Spirit, that made those heroes dare 
  To die, and leave their children free, 
Bid Time and Nature gently spare  15
  The shaft we raise to them and thee. 

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Comments

See also, search on American Indian "spirit pole".

When I was sick, I was reading the paper to my roomate from Red Lake Nation about Mars mission and on what happened to all the water on Mars. And she said "The white people sucked it all away to use for themselves".

That statement got a lot of laughs, but maybe it is no joke.

Posted by: northernLights on July 5, 2003 10:35 AM
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