This was sung in the town hall
at Concord, Massachusetts on Independence Day
July 4, 1857
at Concord, Massachusetts on Independence Day
July 4, 1857
Concord Town Hall
Concord Massachusetts
O tenderly the haughty day
Fills his blue urn with fire;
One morn is the mighty heaven,
And one in our desire.
The cannon booms from town to town,
Our pulses beat not less,
The joy bells chime their tidings down,
Which children's voices bless.
For He that flung the broad blue fold
O'ermantling land and sea,
One-third part of the sky unrolled
For the banner of the free.
The men are ripe of Saxon kind
To build an equal state,
To take the statue from the mind
And make of duty fate.
United States! the ages plead,-
Present and Past in under-song,-
Go put your creed into your deed
Nor speak with double tongue.
For sea and land don't understand
Nor skies without a frown
See rights for which the one hand fights
By the other cloven down.
Be just at home; then write your scroll
Of honor o'er the sea,
And bid the broad Atlantic roll
A ferry of the free.
And henceforth there shall be no chain,
Save underneath the sea
The wires shall murmur through the main
Sweet songs of liberty.
The conscious stars accord above,
The waters wild below,
And under, through the cable wove
Her fiery errands go.
For He that worketh high and wise,
Nor pauses in His plan,
Will take the sun out of the skies
Ere freedom out of man.
"Ode"
Ralph Waldo Emerson
(1803-1882)
American poet
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