from Göthe.
Originally published in Fraser's Magazine (James Fraser) vol.3 #16 (May 1831).
America, thou hast it better
Than our ancient hemisphere;
Thou hast no falling castles,
Nor basalt, as here:
Thy children, they know not
Their youthful prime to mar,
Vain retrospection
Of ineffective war.
Fortune wait on thy glorious spring!
And, when in time thy poets sing,
May some good genius guard them all,
From Baron, Robber, Knight, and Ghost traditional.