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I.

Land of the West—green Forest-Land!
Clime of the fair, and the immense!
Favorite of Nature's liberal hand,
And child of her munificence!
Fill'd with a rapture warm, intense,
High on a cloud-girt hill I stand,
And with clear vision gazing thence,
Thy glories round me far expand:
Rivers, whose likeness earth has not,
And lakes, that elsewhere seas would be,—
Whose shores the countless wild herds dot,
Fleet as the winds, and all as free;
Mountains that pierce the bending sky,
And with the storm-clouds warfare wage,—
Shooting their glittering peaks on high,
To mock the fierce red lightning's rage;
Arcadian vales with vine-hung bow'rs,
And grassy nooks, 'neath beechen shade,
Where dance the never resting Hours,
To music of the bright cascade;
Skies softly beautiful, and blue
As Italy's, with stars as bright;
Flow'rs rich as morning's sun-rise hue,
And gorgeous as the gemm'd midnight.
Land of the West—green Forest-Land!
Thus hath Creation's bounteous hand,
Upon thine ample bosom flung
Charms such as were her gift when the gray world was young.

II.

Land of the West!—where nought is old,
Or fading, but tradition hoary,—
Thy long neglected annals hold
Of many a daring deed the story!
Man's might of arm hath here been tried,
And woman's glorious strength of soul—
When war's fierce shout rang far and wide,
When vengeful foes at midnight stole
On slumbering innocence, and gave
Nor onset-shout, nor warning word,
Nor nature's strong appealings heard
From woman's lips, to “spare and save
Her unsuspecting little one,
Her only child—her son! her son!”
Unheard the supplicating tone,
Which ends in now a shriek, and now a deep death-groan!

III.

Land of the West!—green Forest-Land!
Thine early day for deeds is famed
Which in historic page shall stand
Till bravery is no longer named.
Thine early day!—it nursed a band
Of men who ne'er their lineage shamed;
The iron-nerved, the bravely good,
Who neither spared nor lavish'd blood—
Aye ready, morn, or night, or noon;
Fleet in the race, firm in the field,
Their sinewy arms their only shield—
Courage to Death alone to yield:
The men of Daniel Boone!
Their dwelling place—the “good green wood,”
Their favorite haunts—the lone arcade,
The murmuring and majestic flood,
The deep and solemn shade:
Where came to them the Word of God,
When Storm and Darkness were abroad,
Breath'd in the thunder's voice aloud,
And writ in lightning on the cloud.
And thus they lived: the dead leaves oft,
Heap'd by the playful winds, their bed;
Nor ask'd they couch more warm or soft,
Nor pillow for the head,
Other than fitting root or stone,
With the scant wood-moss overgrown.
Heroic band!—But they have pass'd
As pass the stars at rise of sun,—
Melting into the ocean vast
Of Time, and sinking, one by one;
Yet lingering here and there a few,
As if to take a last, long view,
Of the domain they won in strife
With foes who battled to the knife.
Peace be to those who sleep beneath us!
All honor to the few that yet do linger with us!

IV.

Land of the West!—thine early prime
Fades in the flight of hurrying Time;
Thy noble forests fall, as sweep
Europa's myriads o'er the Deep;
And thy broad plains, with welcome warm,
Receive the onward-pressing swarm:
On mountain height, in lowly vale,
By quiet lake, or gliding river,—
Wherever sweeps the chainless gale,
Onward sweep they forever.
Oh, may they come with hearts that ne'er
Can bend a tyrant's chain to wear;
With souls that would indignant turn,
And proud oppression's minions spurn;
With nerves of steel, and words of flame,
To strike and sear the wretch who'd bring our land to shame!

V.

Land of the West!—beneath the Heaven
There 's not a fairer, lovelier clime;
Nor one to which was ever given
A destiny more high, sublime.
From Alleghany's base to where
Our Western Andes prop the sky—
The home of Freedom's hearts is there,
And o'er it Freedom's eagles fly.
And here,—should e'er Columbia's land
Be rent with fierce intestine feud,—
Shall Freedom's latest cohorts stand,
Till Freedom's eagles sink in blood,
And quench'd are all the stars that now her banners stud.