English poem
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WRITTEN IN COMMONPLACE BOOK OF MISS BARBOUR, DAUGHTER OF THE MINISTER OF THE U.S.A. TO ENGLAND
Child of my muse! in Barbour's gentle hand Go cross the main: thou seek'st no foreign land: 'Tis not the clod beneath our feet we name Our country. Each heaven-sanctioned tie the same, Laws, manners, language, faith, ancestral blood, Domestic honour, awe of womanhood:-- With kindling pride thou wilt rejoice to see Britain with elbow-room and doubly free! Go seek thy countrymen! and if one scar Still linger of that fratricidal war, Look to the maid who brings thee from afar; Be thou the olive-leaf and she the dove, And say, I greet thee with a brother's love! S. T. COLERIDGE.
GROVE, HIGHGATE, August 1829.