I SEE AMERICA MARCHING
The rivers wind upon the foe—
The mighty Father of Waters drowns the puny Rhine,
Yukon and Colorado, Rio Grande and the Hudson,
flood over the fleeing Elbe and Danube.
The Great Lakes rage over the lowlands,
And the mighty land, three millions of mighty miles,
Plunges upon the desperate Deutschland's two hundred thousand,
Until it yields to the continent singing of liberty,
And the people's rule buds and blossoms over the blood-drenched earth.
The mighty Father of Waters drowns the puny Rhine,
Yukon and Colorado, Rio Grande and the Hudson,
flood over the fleeing Elbe and Danube.
The Great Lakes rage over the lowlands,
And the mighty land, three millions of mighty miles,
Plunges upon the desperate Deutschland's two hundred thousand,
Until it yields to the continent singing of liberty,
And the people's rule buds and blossoms over the blood-drenched earth.
IV.
I see America marching:
Mountain and river, lake and prairie, marching under the white stars of blue heaven,
Through a continent's red-barred agony,
To win the white goal, the peace of the peoples' vision!
I see America marching:
Mountain and river, lake and prairie, marching under the white stars of blue heaven,
Through a continent's red-barred agony,
To win the white goal, the peace of the peoples' vision!
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