Poem of the day

Concord Hymn
by Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)

By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
⁠      Their flag to April’ s breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood,
⁠      And fired the shot heard round the world.

The foe long since in silence slept;
⁠      Alike the conqueror silent sleeps;
And Time the ruined bridge has swept
⁠      Down the dark stream which seaward creeps.

On this green bank, by this soft stream,
⁠      We set to-day a votive stone;
That memory may their deed redeem,
⁠      When, like our sires, our sons are gone.

Spirit, that made those heroes dare
⁠      To die, or leave their children free,
Bid Time and Nature gently spare
⁠      The shaft we raise to them and thee.

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