#pubdate 2012-03-18 10:32:27 -0700 #title America #LISTtitle America #author Ross Winn #SORTauthors Ross Winn #SORTtopics poetry #source Retrieved on March 20, 2012 from [[http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/America_(Winn)][en.wikisource.org]] #date 1895 #notes Originally appearing in *Firebrand*, December 15, 1895. #lang en America! Once land of liberty And of the brave; Dark tyranny now shackles thee, No longer now art thou the free, Thy liberty is dead, and thee— Thou art its grave! America! Thou gem of all the seas And light of the earth; Though ruled by tyrants, yet the lees Of the proud people—the working bees Of human hive—bend not their knees Nor forget their birth. America! Thou shalt be free! Proclaim it from sea to sea! The tyrant’s heel Shall never feel Thy soil again, nor know thy clime, But once again will freedom twine With live oak, olive and the vine, And none shall kneel. [[r-w-jpeg-1.jpeg]]