Poems with rhymes of Nations

In shoals and nations;
Whare horn nor bane ne'er daur unsettle
Your thick plantations.

In shoals and nations;
Whare horn nor bane ne'er daur unsettle
Your thick plantations.

And the ravin and the ruin of throned nations
And every royal race,
And the kingdoms and kings from the state of their high stations

For minds so wholly founded upon quotations
Are not the best of pulse for infant nations.

Being oftentimes of different tongues and nations,
But the endeavor for the selfsame ends,
With the same hopes, and fears, and aspirations.

So rose up on our generations
That light of the most ancient nations,

There are certain consolations
That are unction for the soul
When we view the older nations

Were they wise in their own generations,
Those sages and sagas of old?
They have pass'd; o'er their names and their nations

But I know my limitations
As a savior of nations:

The warring of the nations,
The judgment of the Lord
On heedless generations

Of God are her foundations,
Wherein this day a King we crown
Elate among the nations.

But such mockery as the nations
See, when public perturbations

And thou shalt be, to future generations,
A trophied monument; whither men shall come
In homage; and report to distant nations,

For lo! the nations, the imperial nations
Of Europe, all imagine a vain thing,
Sitting thus blindly in their generations,

CHO. Through the night, the constellations,
Have given light from various stations.
When midnight gloom falls on all nations,

By the winds of the tongues of all nations,
Like a litter of leaves wildly whirled
Down the rack of a hundred translations,

Through endless generations,
The art that calls her harvests forth,
And feeds the expectant nations.

In the dawn of new creations,
Ere they woke to woman's weeping
At the broken thrones of nations.

How many, how many generations,
Have heard that sigh in the dawn,
When the dark earth yearns to the unforgotten nations

Preserve the limits of those nations,
And take off ladies' limitations.