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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CONSECRATED GROUND; READ AT THE NEW YORK CITY HALL, by EDWIN MARKHAM Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Let there be prayer and praise Last Line: There where the deathless climb the deathless skies. Subject(s): Fourth Of July; New York City; Independence Day; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple | |||
I Let there be prayer and praise On these worn stones and on these trodden ways; For all around Is holy ground, Ground that departed years Have hallowed with high dreams (Freedom's immortal themes) Made sacred, too, with fall of noble tears. II Let there be prayer and praise, For here once, in the old, heroic days, Appeared our Washington, (Time had no nobler son!) And here, beneath these lifted skies, he heard From the new page God's last oracular word The word the Bell of Liberty gave tongue The word forever old, forever young The cry, "Let Freedom be On land, on sea!" It was the great word that had sounded on From far Thermopylæ and Marathon. III Here they brought Lincoln, dead but deathlesshere, When hate had torn the April from the year. Here on that darkened day They brought the martyr on his homeward way; And in this storied place They laid him with his hushed, heroic face, With all the patient mercies of his look Still written there as in the Judgment Book A great soul that had greatly lived, and then, Dying, sent out his greatness upon men. IV And here with stately step and measured chant, They brought our stern, sad, silent soldier, Grant; Only a little more stilled, a little more Than he had been on life's loud ways before. He was no babbler by the noisy gate: Only in deeds was he articulate Strong to strike blows that Righteousness might live Strong also to forgive. V So here where we have brought our greatest dead, Here is a shrine, here is an altar spread, Where we may consecrate our hearts again To their high hopes for men; Knowing our heroes watch us from their spheres, Still touched by mortal tears Knowing they watch us with their serious eyes, There where the deathless climb the deathless skies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...READY FOR THE CANNERY by BERTON BRALEY TRANTER IN AMERICA by AUGUST KLEINZAHLER MEETING YOU AT THE PIERS by KENNETH KOCH FEBRUARY EVENING IN NEW YORK by DENISE LEVERTOV ON 52ND STREET by PHILIP LEVINE THREE POEMS FOR NEW YORK by JOSEPHINE MILES |
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