H. P. Lovecraft

THE COMPLETE POETRY of H. P. Lovecraft
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Part VI. Politics and Society

An American to Mother England

Written: January 1916

First Published in Poesy, Vol. 1, No. 7 (January 1916), Page 62

 England! My England! Can the surging sea
 That lies between us tear my heart from thee?
 Can distant birth and distant dwelling drain
 Th’ ancestral blood that warms the loyal vein?
 Isle of my Fathers! hear the filial song
 Of him whose sources but to thee belong!
 World-conquering Mother! by thy mighty hand
 Was carv’d from savage wilds my native land:
 Thy matchless sons the firm foundation laid;
 Thy matchless arts the nascent nation made:
 By thy just laws the young republic grew,
 And thro’ thy greatness, kindred greatness knew:
 What man that springs from thy untainted line
 But sees Columbia’s virtues all as thine?
 Whilst nameless multitudes upon our shore
 From the dim corners of creation pour,
 Whilst mongrel slaves crawl hither to partake
 Of Saxon liberty they could not make,
 From such an alien crew in grief I turn,
 And for the mother’s voice of Britain burn.
 England! Can aught remove the cherish’d chain
 That binds my spirit to thy blest domain?
 Can Revolution’s bitter precepts sway
 The soul that must the ties of race obey?
 Create a new Columbia if ye will;
 The flesh that forms me is Britannic still!
 Hail! oaken shades, and meads of dewy green,
 So oft in sleep, yet ne’er in waking seen.
 Peal out, ye ancient chimes, from vine-clad tow’r
 Where pray’d my fathers in a vanish’d (...)
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