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Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889

Stanzas from “Fryeburg”

By Henry Bernard Carpenter (1840–1890)

[Poem at Fryeburg, Me., 1882.]


TWO crowns of glory clasp thy calm, chaste brow.

O ye strong hills, bear witness to my verse,

Thou “Maledetto,” mountain of the curse,

Chocorua, blasted by thy chief, and thou,

Kearsarge, slope-shouldered monarch of this vale,

Who gavest thy conquering name to that swift sail

Which caught in Gallic seas the rebel bark,

And downward drove the Alabama’s pride

To deep sea-sleep in Cherbourg’s ravening tide,

What time faint Commerce watched a nation’s ark

Sinking with shattered side.


’TWAS Magna Charta’s morning in July,

When, in that temple reared of old to Truth,

He rose, in the bronze bloom of blood-bright youth,

To speak what he respake when death was nigh.

Strongly he stood, Olympian-framed, with front

Like some carved crag where sleeps the lightning’s brunt,

Black, thunderous brows, and thunderous deep-toned speech

Like Pericles, of whom the people said

That when he spake it thundered; round him spread

The calm of summer nights when the stars teach

In silence overhead.