Faith and Freedom
We must be free or die, who speak the tongue
That Shakespeare spake; the faith and morals hold
Which Milton held....
William Wordsworth.
Our Mother Tongue
Beyond the vague Atlantic deep,
Far as the farthest prairies sweep,
Where forest-glooms the nerve appal,
Where burns the radiant western fall,
One duty lies on old and young,—
With filial piety to guard,
As on its greenest native sward,
The glory of the English tongue.
That ample speech! That subtle speech!
Apt for the need of all and each:
Strong to endure, yet prompt to bend
Wherever human feelings tend.
Preserve its force—expand its powers;
And through the maze of civic life,
In Letters, Commerce, even in Strife,
Forget not it is yours and ours.
Lord Houghton.
(Richard Monckton Milnes.)