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.
HENRY BRYAN BINNS.