Columbia’s Emblem
Blazon Columbia’s emblem
The bounteous, golden Corn!
Eons ago, of the great sun’s glow
And the joy of the earth, ’twas born.
From Superior’s shore to Chili,
From the ocean of dawn to the west,
With its banners of green and silken sheen
It sprang at the sun’s behest;
And by dew and shower, from its natal hour,
With honey and wine ’twas fed,
Till on slope and plain the gods were fain
To share the feast outspread:
For the rarest boon to the land they loved
Was the Corn so rich and fair,
Nor star nor breeze o’er the farthest seas
Could find its like elsewhere.
In their holiest temples the Incas
Offered the heaven-sent Maize—
Grains wrought of gold, in a silver fold,
For the sun’s enraptured gaze;
And its harvest came to the wandering tribes
As the gods’ own gift and seal,
And Montezuma’s festal bread
Was made of its sacred meal.
Narrow their cherished fields; but ours
Are broad as the continent’s breast.
And, lavish as leaves, the rustling sheaves
Bring plenty and joy and rest;
For they strew the plains and crowd the wains
When the reapers meet at morn,
Till blithe cheers ring and west winds sing
A song for the garnered Corn.
The rose may bloom for England,
The lily for France unfold;
Ireland may honor the shamrock,
Scotland her thistle bold;
But the shield of the great Republic,
The glory of the West,
Shall bear a stalk of the tasseled Corn—
The sun’s supreme bequest!
The arbutus and the golden rod
The heart of the North may cheer,
And the mountain laurel for Maryland
Its royal clusters rear,
And jasmine and magnolia
The crest of the South adorn;
But the wide Republic’s emblem
Is the bounteous, golden Corn!
Edna Dean Proctor.