A Song for Lexington
by Robert Kelley Weeks (1840-1876) |
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THE SPRING came earlier on
Than usual that year;
The shadiest snow was gone,
The slowest brook was clear,
And warming in the sun
Shy flowers began to peer.
'T was more like middle May,
The earth so seemed to
thrive,
That Nineteenth April day
Of Seventeen
Seventy-five;
Winter was well a way,
New England was
alive!
Alive and sternly glad!
Her doubts were
with the snow;
Her courage, long forbade,
Ran full to
overflow;
And every hope she had
Began to bud and
grow.
She rose betimes that morn,
For there was
work to do;
A planting, not of corn,
Of what she
hardly knew,�
Blessings for men unborn;
And well she
did it too!
With open hand she stood,
And sowed
for all the years,
And watered it with blood,
And
watered it with tears,
The seed of quickening food
For
both the hemispheres.
This was the planting done
That April morn of fame;
Honor to every one
To that
seed-field that came!
Honor to Lexington,
Our first
immortal name! |
By Robert Kelley Weeks (1840-1876)
Listed April 16, 2013 |
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