1 Dr. Charles Follen, a German patriot, who had come to America for the freedom which was denied him in his native land, allied himself with the abolitionists, and at a convention of delegates from all the anti-slavery organizations in New England, held at Boston in May, 1834, was chairman of a committee to prepare an address to the people of New England. Toward the close of the address occurred the passage which suggested these lines: The despotism which our fathers could not bear in their native country is expiring, and the sword of justice in her reformed hands has applied its exterminating edge to slavery. Shall the United States the free United States, which could not bear the bonds of a king cradle the bondage which a king is abolishing? Shall a Republic be less free than a Monarchy? Shall we, in the vigor and buoyancy of our manhood, be less energetic in righteousness than a kingdom in its age?' (WHITTIER.) The original title of the poem was simply' Stanzas,' and later it was called 'Follen.' Garrison said of it when it first appeared: Our gifted Brother Whittier has again seized the great trumpet of Liberty, and blown a blast that shall ring from Maine to the Rocky Mountains.' The poem became popular throughout the North and West, and was for many years a favorite at declamation contests and anti-slavery meetings. What! mothers from their children riven ! What! God's own image bought and sold! Americans to market driven, And bartered as the brute for gold! Speak! shall their agony of prayer What! shall we send, with lavish breath, 30 Strikes for his freedom or a grave? Shall prayers go up, and hymns be sung For Greece, the Moslem fetter spurning, And millions hail with pen and tongue Our light on all her altars burning? 40 Shall Belgium feel, and gallant France, The impulse of our cheering call? Oh, say, shall Prussia's banner be A refuge for the stricken slave ? 50 Gone, gone, Gone, gone, - sold and gone, Gone, gone, All their cruel wrongs are known, THE MERRIMAC 50 60 70 1838. STREAM of my fathers! sweetly still The green hill in its belt of gold, And following down its wavy line, IC Its sparkling waters blend with thine. 20 Flit, stooping from the eastern gale; When spring-time's sun and shower unlock And more abundant waters given From that pure lake, 'The Smile of Tributes from vale and mountain-side, 40 50 1 Winnipesaukee. The Indian name was thought to mean The Smile of the Great Spirit.' See The Lakeside' and Summer by the Lakeside.' The celebrated Captain Smith, after resigning the government of the Colony in Virginia, in his capacity of Admiral of New England,' made a careful survey of the coast from Penobscot to Cape Cod, in the sum mer of 1614. (WHITTIER.) 3 Captain Smith gave to the promontory now called Home of my fathers! I have stood 70 80 90 100 Cape Ann, the name of Tragabizanda, in memory of his young and beautiful mistress of that name, who, while he was a captive at Constantinople, like Desdemona, 'loved him for the dangers he had passed.' (WHITTIER.) A BEAUTIFUL and happy girl, 2 Of unconfined and flowing hair; Save thoughtful brow and ripening charms, As Nature wears the smile of Spring A mind rejoicing in the light 10 Which melted through its graceful bower, Leaf after leaf, dew-moist and bright, Unfolding like a morning flower: A heart, which, like a fine-toned lute, How thrills once more the lengthening chain Of memory, at the thought of thee! Old hopes which long in dust have lain, Old dreams, come thronging back again, And boyhood lives again in me; I feel its glow upon my cheek, 20 1 It was not without thought and deliberation, that in 1888 he directed this poem to be placed at the head of his Poems Subjective and Reminiscent. He had never before publicly acknowledged how much of his heart was wrapped up in this delightful play of poetic fancy. The poem was written in 1841, and although the romance it embalms lies far back of this date, possibly there is a heart still beating which fully understands its meaning. The biographer can do no more than make this suggestion, which has the sanction of the poet's explicit word. To a friend who told him that Memories was her favorite poem, he said, 'I love it too; but I hardly knew whether to publish it, it was so personal and near my heart.' (Pickard's Life of Whittier, vol. i, p. 276.) See also Pickard's Whittier-Land, pp. 66-67, and the poem My Playmate.' 2 Whittier was especially fond of these two opening stanzas. He had already used the lines to describe an ideal character in Moll Pitcher,' published in 1832, but not now included in his collected works. |