ANTHOLOGY OF MASSACHUSETTS POETS(马萨诸赛诗人).pdf

ANTHOLOGY OF MASSACHUSETTS POETS
ANTHOLOGY OF
MASSACHUSETTS
POETS
WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE, Editor
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ANTHOLOGY OF MASSACHUSETTS POETS
AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL
O BEAUTIFUL for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For
purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America!
God shed His grace on thee And crown thy good with brotherhood >From
sea to shining sea!
O beautiful for pilgrim feet, Those stern, impassioned stress A
thoroughfare for freedom beat Across the wilderness! America! America!
God mend thine every flaw, Confirm thy soul in self-control, Thy liberty
in law!
O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife Who more than self
their country loved, And mercy more than life! America! America! May
God thy gold refine, Till all ess be nobleness, And every gain divine.
O beautiful for patriot dream That sees beyond the years Thine
alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears! America! America! God shed His grace
on thee And crown thy good with brotherhood >From sea to shining sea!
KATHERINE LEE BATES
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YELLOW CLOVER
MUST I, who walk alone, come on it still, This Puck of plants The
wise would do away with, The sunshine slants To play with, Our wee,
gold-dusty flower, the yellow clover, Which once in Parting for a time
That then seemed long, Ere time for you was over, We sealed our own? Do
you remember yet, O Soul beyond the stars, Beyond the uttermost dim
bars Of space, Dear Soul, who found earth sweet, Remember by love's
grace, In dreamy hushes of the heavenly song, How suddenly we halted in
our climb, Lingering, reluctant, up that farthest hill, Stooped for the
blossoms closest to our feet, And gave them as a token Each to Each, In
lieu of speech, In lieu of words too grievous to be spoken, Those little,
gypsy, wondering blossoms wet With a strange dew of tears?
So it began, This vagabond, unvalued yellow clover, To be our
tenderest language. All the yea