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Poem by Arlo Bates


America


FOR, O America, our country!—land
  Hid in the west through centuries, till men
Through countless tyrannies could understand
  The priceless worth of freedom,—once again
The world was new-created when thy shore
  First knew the Pilgrim keels, that one last test
The race might make of manhood, nor give o’er
  The strife with evil till it proved its best.
Thy true sons stand as torch-bearers, to hold
  A guiding light. Here the last stand is made.
If we fail here, what new Columbus bold,
  Steering brave prow through black seas unafraid,
Finds out a fresh land where man may abide
  And freedom yet be saved? The whole round earth
Has seen the battle fought. Where shall men hide
  From tyranny and wrong, where life have worth,
If here the cause succumb? If greed of gold
  Or lust of power or falsehood triumph here,
The race is lost! A globe dispeopled, cold,
  Rolled down the void a voiceless, lifeless sphere,   
Were not so stamped by all which hope debars
  As were this earth, plunging along through space
Conquered by evil, shamed among the stars,
  Bearing a base, enslaved, dishonored race!
Here has the battle its last vantage ground;
  Here all is won, or here must all be lost,
Here freedom’s trumpets one last rally sound;
  Here to the breeze its blood-stained flag is tossed.
America, last hope of man and truth,
  Thy name must through all coming ages be
The badge unspeakable of shame and ruth,
  Or glorious pledge that man through truth is free.
This is thy destiny; the choice is thine
  To lead all nations and outshine them all:
But if thou failest, deeper shame is thine, 
  And none shall spare to mock thee in thy fall.



Arlo Bates


Arlo Bates's other poems:
  1. When Allah Spoke
  2. Metempsychosis
  3. The Watchers
  4. Serenade


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Sydney Dobell America ("Nor force nor fraud shall sunder us! O ye")
  • Bayard Taylor America ("FORESEEN in the vision of sages")
  • Henry Van Dyke America ("I love thine inland seas")
  • Ella Wilcox America ("I am the refuge of all the oppressed")
  • Claude McKay America ("Although she feeds me bread of bitterness")
  • Lucretia Davidson America ("And this was once the realm of nature, where")

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