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Sunday, December 5th, 2004, 11:07 PM
The following was penned by Rosemary and Stephen Benet. I've taken it from a children's book that I very much enjoyed as a youth, American Backgrounds, from Grolier's "Through Golden Windows" series. It gives a neat, if simplistic, picture of the eary migrants from Europe to the Southland. It's great for homeschoolers.


O, where are you going, Godspeed and Discovery,
With meek Susan Constant to make up the three?
We're going to settle the wilds of Virginia,
For gold and adventure we're crossing the sea.

And what will you find there? Starvation and fever.
We'll eat of the adder and quarrel and rail.
All but sixty shall die of the first seven hundred,
But a nation begins with the voyage we sail.

O, what are you doing, my handsome Lord Baltimore?
Where are you sending your Ark and your Dove?
I'm sending them over the ocean to Maryland
To build up a refuge for people I love.

Both Catholic and Protestant there may find harbor,
Though I am a Catholic by creed and by prayer.
The South is Virginia, the North is New England.
I'll go in the middle and plant my folk there.

O, what do you seek, Carolina and Albemarle,
Now the Stuarts are up and the Roundheads are down?
We'll seek and we'll find, to the south of Virginia,
A site by two rivers and name it Charles Town.

And in South Carolina, the cockfighting planters
Will dance with their belles by a tropical star.
And in North Carolina, the sturdy Scotch-Irish
Will prove at King's Mountain the metal they are.

O, what are you dreaming, cock-hatted James Oglethorpe?
And who are the people you take in the Anne?
They're poor English debtors whom hard laws imprison
And poor, distressed Protestants, fleeing a ban.

I'll settle them pleasantly on the Savannah,
With Germans and Highlanders, thrifty and strong.
They shall eat Georgia peaches in huts of palmetto,
And their land shall be fertile, their days shall be long.

We're the barques and the sailors, the bread on the waters,
The seed that was planted and grew to be tall,
And the South was first won by our toils and dangers,
So remember our journeys. Remember us all.


Wednesday, August 17th, 2005, 05:20 PM
Beautiful. Very moving.

Wednesday, August 17th, 2005, 07:16 PM
Glad you like.

Here's another one you may find enjoyable. It's one of my favorites:

Wednesday, August 17th, 2005, 08:33 PM
Undoubtedly there were many brave and decent men and women which moved to America, good to hear their old voices nowadays, to remind the American settler...