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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed.  Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
America: Vols. XXV–XXIX.  1876–79.
New England: New London, Conn.
New London
Frances M. Caulkins (1795–1869)
(From Bride Brook)

WHEN this fair town was Nam-e-aug,
A bleak, rough waste of hill and bog,
In huts of seaweed, thatch, and log,
  Our fathers few, but strong and cheery,
  Sate down amid these deserts dreary.        5
’T was all a wild, unchristian wood;
A fearful, boisterous solitude;
A harbor for the wild-fowl’s brood,
  Where countless flocks of every pinion
  Held o’er the shores a bold dominion.        10
The sea-hawk hung his cumbrous nest,
Oak-propped, on every highland crest;
Cranes through the seedy marshes prest;
  The curlew, by the river lying,
  Looked on God’s image, him defying.        15
The eagle-king soared high and free,
His shadow on the glassy sea
A sudden ripple seemed to be;
  The sunlight in his pinions burning
  Shrouded him from eyes upturning.        20
They came; the weary-footed band,
The paths they cleared, the streams they spanned;
The woodland genius grew more bland;
  In haste his tangled vines unweaving,
  Them and their hopes with joy receiving.
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Great hearts were those that hither came,—
A Winthrop of undying fame,
A Brewster of an honored name,—
  Great hearts, the growth of three great nations,
  Laid deep for us these firm foundations.
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