III Be with us while the New World greets IV Thou, who hast here in concord furled And freighted with love's Golden Fleece, V For art and labor met in truce, For beauty made the bride of use, We thank Thee; but, withal, we crave VI Oh make Thou us, through centuries long, Around our gift of freedom draw Let the new cycle shame the old! The Bartholdi Statue The land, that, from the rule of kings, 6. The Philadelphia exposition was conceived as an international exhibition of arts and industries. 7. With the ending of the Franco-Prussian War in 1871 the peace of Europe seemed assured (cf. stanza iv). The aggressive empire of Napoleon III had been succeeded by the Republic; the rivalries of Austria and Italy had given way to internal consolidation in each kingdom. Besides these, China and Japan, referred to in 11. 21-22, were represented at the exposition. 8. In Greek legend, the Golden Fleece, a treasure guarded by a dragon, was recovered by Jason and his band of Argonauts. 9. Frédéric Auguste Bartholdi (18341904) was the designer of the Statue of Liberty, given by the French people to the United States in commemoration of the centennial anniversary of American independence. It was dedicated in October, 1886. The poem was published in The Independent for October 28, 1886, and collected in the Writings (1888). Our Old World Sister, to us brings Her sculptured Dream of Liberty: Unlike the shapes on Egypt's sands O France, the beautiful! to thee Once more a debt of love we owe: Rise, stately Symbol! holding forth Reveal the primal mandate still Which Chaos heard and ceased to be, In signs of fire: "Let man be free!" Shine far, shine free, a guiding light To Reason's ways and Virtue's aim, 1886, 1888 Burning Drift-Wood2 Before my drift-wood fire I sit, O ships of mine, whose swift keels cleft Of vain desires and hopes that failed? Did I not watch from them the light 1. Comte de Rochambeau (1725-1807), 5 10 a French fleet prevented British escape by sea, thus ending the Revolutionary War. 2. This poem appeared in Whittier's last volume, At Sundown (1890). And see, far off, uploom in sight Did sudden lift of fog reveal Arcadia's vales of song and spring, The rocks whereon the sirens sing? The unmapped regions lost to man, Did land winds blow from jasmine flowers, Alas! the gallant ships that sailed On blind Adventure's errand sent, To reach the haven of Content. And of my ventures, those alone Which Love had freighted, safely sped, O mariners, hoping still to meet Take with you, on your Sea of Dreams, And seek the sober grounds of truth. What matter that it is not May, That birds have flown, and trees are bare, And colder blows the wintry air! The wrecks of passion and desire, The castles I no more rebuild, 3. A legendary priest and king of the Middle Ages, supposed to be ruler of a land in eastern Africa; celebrated in English lays and ballads. 4. The words echo Coleridge's poem on Kubla Khan (1216-1294), fabulous founder of a Mongol dynasty in western China. 5. "The golden"; a legendary South American kingdom, abounding in treas ure. 6. In the Arabian Nights, the fabulous caliph of Bagdad. May fitly feed my drift-wood fire, And warm the hands that age has chilled. Whatever perished with my ships, I only know the best remains; For losses which are now my gains. Heap high my hearth! No worth is lost; Far more than all I dared to dream, On wings of fire and steeds of steam Of Love to seek and Power to save,- Safe in the gracious Fatherhood. 50 55 60 65 Though brief or long its granted days, 70 If Faith and Hope and Charity' Sit by my evening hearth-fire's blaze. And with them, friends whom Heaven has spared, Whose love my heart has comforted, |