The Great War

from November: Poems in War Time, an electronic edition

Greeting to America Entering the War

A BOY, I dreamed that out of Liverpool

I sailed adventuring to the West. Romance

Presently led me thither, and th' expanse

Of your wide world of freedom did not fool

My April dream. Anew, I went to school

To wonder, for I saw all circumstance

Growing obedient to man's spirit, and chance

I saw you take, as it had been a tool.

But now, America, that we are set

Together down, commensal with the worm

At the feast of Slaughter, you have put a term

To all my faith's shortcoming; you have met

Our will with yours. Implacable to affirm

The whole of freedom that was never yet.

London
October the 28th 1917