Popular Poem

I am surprised, as I look at the blog statistics, to see that this poem, written in the early 1800’s, is one of the most often-viewed items at ConnectHook. I am not sure why. I imagine acned high-schoolers Googling furiously to finish Social Studies papers at 11 PM being directed to my poetry blog by the data-driven mechanisms of the internet. But it is encouraging to know that so many unknown readers are taking in this profound and timely message in elegantly-phrased rhyme, from an American Master. Let’s hear it for decasyllabic couplets:

A Warning to America

Philip Freneau (1752 – 1832)

Removed from Europe’s feuds, a hateful scene

(Thank heaven, such wastes of ocean roll between)

Where tyrant kings in bloody schemes combine,

And each forbodes in tears, Man is no longer mine !

Glad we recall the Day that bade us first

Spurn at their power, and shun their wars accurst;

Pitted and gaffed no more for England’s glory

Nor made the tag-rag-bobtail of their story.

Something still wrong in every system lurks.

Something imperfect haunts all human works —

Wars must be hatched, unthinking men to fleece,

Or we, this day, had been in perfect peace,

With double bolts our Janus’ temple shut.

Nor terror reigned through each backwoodsman’s hut,

No rattling drums assailed the peasant’s ear

Nor Indian yells disturbed our sad frontier,

Nor gallant chiefs, ‘gainst Indian hosts combined

Scaped from the trap — to leave their tails behind.

Peace to all feuds ! — and come the happier day

When Reason’s sun shall light us on our way ;

When erring man shall all his Rights retrieve.

No despots rule him, and no priests deceive,

Till then, Columbia ! — watch each stretch of power.

Nor sleep too soundly at the midnight hour,

By flattery won, and lulled by soothing strains,

Silenus took his nap — and waked in chains —

In a soft dream of smooth delusion led

Unthinking Gallia bowed her drooping head

To tyrants’ yokes — and met such bruises there.

As now must take three ages to repair;

Then keep the paths of dear bought freedom clear,

Nor slavish systems grant admittance here.


One comment on “Popular Poem

  1. colonialist says:

    Not a Brit fan, was he? Some of the warnings and sentiments now have more than a hint of irony in view of subsequent history.

    Liked by 1 person

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