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Patriotic Poems

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Patriotic Poems for Kids

  • Paul Revere's Ride by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • My Country 'Tis of Thee by Samuel Francis Smith
  • A Nation's Strength by Ralph Waldo Emerson
  • When Our Land Was New by Annette Wynne

Short Patriotic Poems

  • America by Walt Whitman
  • The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus
  • The Divine Source of Liberty by Samuel Adams
  • When Our Land Was New by Annette Wynne
  • Stand by the Flag by John P. Keys

Long Patriotic Poems

  • Paul Revere's Ride by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • Molly Maguire at Monmouth by William Collins

Patriotic Veterans Day Poems

  • Veterans, Teach Us by Anonymous
  • The Veteran and the Child by Hannah Flagg Gould
  • Fall In! by Anonymous
  • A Route for the Procession by Anonymous

Patriotic Memorial Day Poems

The following poems can be found at Memorial Day Poems.
  1. What Marches? by Anonymous
  2. The Lengthening Lines by Anonymous
  3. Garlands by Anonymous
  4. Dirge For Two Veterans by Walt Whitman
  5. Memorial Day by Anonymous
  6. How Sleep the Brave by William Collins
  7. Decoration Day by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  8. In Flanders Fields by John McCrae
  9. Memorial Day by Frederick W. Emerson

Patriotic Flag Day Poems

The following poems can be found at Flag Day Poems.
  1. Old Glory by Anonymous
  2. The Flag Goes By by Henry Holcomb Bennett
  3. Betsy's Battle Flag by Minna Irving
  4. The American Flag by William Parsons Lunt
  5. Freedom's Standard by Anonymous
  6. The Flower of Liberty by Oliver Wendell Holmes
  7. The Flag that Makes Men Free by Kate Brownlee Sherwood
  8. A Song For Flag Day by Wilbur D. Nesbit
  9. Betsy's Battle Flag by Minna Irving
  10. Old Glory by Anonymous
  11. The Flag Goes By by Henry Holcomb Bennett
  12. The Stars and Stripes Are Good Enough by Frederick W. Emerson
  13. Our Flag by Frederick W. Emerson

Patriotic 4th of July Poems

The following poems can be found at 4th of July Poems.
  1. Independence Day by Mary M. North
  2. American Independence by Benjamin Hine
  3. Ode for July the Fourth by Philip Freneau
  4. The Veteran and the Child by Hannah Flagg Gould
  5. Military Song for the Fourth by Unknown
  6. Ode on the 4th of July by Unknown
  7. On the Anniversary of the Independence of the United States by Unknown
  8. Anthem for the Fourth of July by Unknown
  9. Centennial by S. Theresa Wason

Patriotic Poems About America

The following poems can be found at Poems About America.
  1. America the Beautiful by Katharine Lee Bates
  2. My Country 'Tis of Thee by Samuel Francis Smith
  3. The Star Spangled Banner by Francis Scott Key
  4. America by Walt Whitman
  5. The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus
  6. Country of Freedom by Anonymous
  7. O Ship of State by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  8. A Nation's Strength by Ralph Waldo Emerson
  9. American Spirit by Arthur Cleveland Coxe
  10. To My Country by Marguerite Wilkinson
  11. Stanzas on Freedom by James Russell Lowell
  12. On the Freedom of the Press by Ben Franklin
  13. A Song of Our Nation by Anonymous
  14. A Hymn of Brotherhood by Anonymous
  15. The People's Prayer by Anonymous
  16. Country, My Country by Anonymous
  17. Great, Strong, Free, and True by Anonymous
  18. An American Creed by Everard Jack Appleton
  19. Ode by Philip Freneau

Patriotic Poems About the American Revolution

The following poems can be found at Revolutionary War Poems.
  1. Paul Revere's Ride by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  2. Lexington by Oliver Wendell Holmes
  3. Concord Hymn by Ralph Waldo Emerson
  4. Ticonderoga by V.B Wilson
  5. Warren's Address by John Pierpont
  6. Battle of Trenton by Anonymous
  7. Valley Forge by Thomas Buchanan Read
  8. Song of Marion's Men by William Cullen Bryant
  9. Betsy's Battle Flag by Minna Irving
  10. George Washington by James Russell Lowell
  11. The Divine Source of Liberty by Samuel Adams
  12. Nathan Hale by Francis Miles Finch
  13. Molly Maguire at Monmouth by William Collins
  14. A Ballad of the Boston Tea Party by Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.

The following poems can be found at 4th of July Poems.

These are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman.

– Thomas Paine
The Crisis
Read aloud to Washington's Continental Army on Dec 23, 1776
  1. A Little Boy and a Cherry Tree

    by Annette Wynne

    A little boy and a cherry tree,
    A strong young man who proved to be
    A worker with his brain and hand,
    A soldier for his well-loved land,
    A statesman answering the call
    Of home and country, over all,
    A glorious patriot, noble son,
    A soldier—President—a man!
    Was Washington!

  2. Great Washington

    by Annette Wynne

    Great Washington,
    O, to be a worthy son
    To you, to hear the clarion call
    Of home and country over all,
    And to answer it like you,
    Standing firm and staunch and true,
    Head erect, and facing foe,
    Strong in weal and strong in woe,
    In my country's need;
    O, to be indeed
    A worthy son
    To you, great Washington!

  3. Song of Our Land

    by Annette Wynne

    Mountainland, fountainland, shoreland and sea,
    God's land thou art surely—His gift to the free;
    How blest are thy children wherever they roam
    To claim thee their country, their hope, and their home.

    I love thee, my country, O great be thy fame;
    I love thy dear banner—I honor thy name;
    I'll live for thee, die for thee, serve no land but thee—
    My country forever, great land of the free!

  4. Our Country

    by Julia Ward Howe

    On primal rocks she wrote her name;
    Her towers were reared on holy graves;
    The golden seed that bore her came
    Swift-winged with prayer o’er ocean waves.

    The Forest bowed his solemn crest,
    And open flung his sylvan doors;
    Meek Rivers led the appointed guest
    To clasp the wide-embracing shores;

    Till, fold by fold, the broidered land
    To swell her virgin vestments grew,
    While sages, strong in heart and hand,
    Her virtue’s fiery girdle drew.

    O Exile of the wrath of kings!
    O Pilgrim Ark of Liberty!
    The refuge of divinest things,
    Their record must abide in thee!

    First in the glories of thy front
    Let the crown-jewel, Truth, be found;
    Thy right hand fling, with generous wont,
    Love’s happy chain to farthest bound!

    Let Justice, with the faultless scales,
    Hold fast the worship of thy sons;
    Thy Commerce spread her shining sails
    Where no dark tide of rapine runs!

    So link thy ways to those of God,
    So follow firm the heavenly laws,
    That stars may greet thee, warrior-browed,
    And storm-sped angels hail thy cause!

    O Land, the measure of our prayers,
    Hope of the world in grief and wrong,
    Be thine the tribute of the years,
    The gift of Faith, the crown of Song!

  5. Love of Country

    by Sir Walter Scott

    Breathes there the man, with soul so dead,
    Who never to himself hath said,
    This is my own, my native land!
    Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
    As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
    From wandering on a foreign strand!
    If such there breathe, go, mark him well;

    For him no Minstrel raptures swell;
    High though his titles, proud his name,
    Boundless his wealth as wish can claim;
    Despite those titles, power, and pelf,
    The wretch, concentred all in self,
    Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
    And, doubly dying, shall go down
    To the vile dust, from whence he sprung,
    Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung.
    O Caledonia! stern and wild,
    Meet nurse for a poetic child!
    Land of brown heath and shaggy wood,
    Land of the mountain and the flood,
    Land of my sires! what mortal hand
    Can e'er untie the filial band,
    That knits me to thy rugged strand!

  6. Song of the American Eagle

    by Anonymous

    I build my nest on the mountain's crest,
    Where the wild winds rock my eaglets to rest,
    Where the lightnings flash, and the thunders crash,
    And the roaring torrents foam and dash;
    For my spirit free henceforth shall be
    A type of the sons of Liberty.

    Aloft I fly from my aërie high,
    Through the vaulted dome of the azure sky;
    On a sunbeam bright take my airy flight,
    And float in a flood of liquid light;
    For I love to play in the noontide ray,
    And bask in a blaze from the throne of day.

    Away I spring with a tireless wing,
    On a feathery cloud I poise and swing;
    I dart down the steep where the lightnings leap,
    And the clear blue canopy swiftly sweep;
    For, dear to me is the revelry
    Of a free and fearless Liberty.

    I love the land where the mountains stand,
    Like the watch-towers high of a Patriot band;
    For I may not bide in my glory and pride,
    Though the land be never so fair and wide,
    Where Luxury reigns o'er voluptuous plains,
    And fetters the free-born soul in chains.

    Then give to me in my flights to see
    The land of the pilgrims ever free!
    And I never will rove from the haunts I love
    But watch, from my sentinel-track above,
    Your banner free, o'er land and sea,
    And exult in your glorious Liberty.

    O, guard ye well the land where I dwell,
    Lest to future times the tale I tell,
    When slow expires in smoldering fires
    The goodly heritage of your sires,
    How Freedom's light rose clear and bright
    O'er fair Columbia's beacon-hight,
    Till ye quenched the flame in a starless night.

    Then will I tear from your pennon fair
    The stars ye have set in triumph there;
    My olive-branch on the blast I'll launch,
    The fluttering stripes from the flagstaff wrench,
    And away I'll flee; for I scorn to see
    A craven race in the land of the free!

  7. Sons of Veterans

    by John P. Keys

    Sons of Veterans! our fathers shed
    Their blood to rear the Union's fame;
    For this our fearless banner spread
    On many a gory plain.

    Sons of Veterans! let no one dare
    On mountain, valley, prairie, flood,
    By hurling down that temple there,
    To desecrate that blood.

    Sons of Veterans, the right shall live, while faction dies?
    All traitors draw a fleeting breath,
    But patriots drank from God's own eyes
    Truth's light, that conquers death.

    Sons of Veterans, take the colors,
    Never lower the silken bars;
    Ever be a band of brothers,
    Rallying round the Stripes and Stars.

    Sons of Veterans, our fathers are growing
    Fewer, fewer, year by year;
    Thick the graves with colors flowing,
    Yellow is the leaf and sear.

    Sons of Veterans, swear to keep the banner flying
    Tho' foreign foe or traitor's band
    Should strew the fields with dead and dying,
    And other flags pollute the land.

    Sons of Veterans, we are given
    That which all our hearts revere,
    Though it should be rent and riven,
    It will conquer, never fear.

  8. Stand by the Flag

    by John P. Keys

    "Stand by the flag! its folds have streamed in glory—
    To foes a fear, to friends a festal robe,
    And spread in rythmic lines the sacred story
    Of freedom's triumphs over all the globe.

    Stand by the flag! on land and ocean billow;
    By it your fathers stood, unmoved and true;
    Living, defended; dying, from their pillow,
    With their last blessing, passed it on to you."

  9. When Our Land Was New

    by Annette Wynne

    When our land was new
    And all untried
    It was you
    Who proved the guide—
    Proved her guide to lead her so
    She could live and grow.

    When our land was new
    And weak and small,
    It was you
    Who taught her all—
    For your vision clear as sun,
    Thank you, Washington!

  10. There's No Land Like Our Land

    by Annette Wynne

    There's no land like our land
    Underneath the sky,
    There's no flag like our flag—
    Keep it clean and high;
    We must serve no other land,
    Serve but ours with heart and hand,
    Flag and land we pledge to you
    Loyal service all life through.

  11. Wave, Wave, Wave

    by Annette Wynne

    Wave, wave, wave,
    Glad flag of the free,
    While men march and fight and die
    For you and liberty!

  12. Marine's Hymn

    by Anonymous

    From the Halls of Montezuma
    To the shores of Tripoli;
    We fight our country's battles
    In the air, on land, and sea;
    First to fight for right and freedom
    And to keep our honor clean;
    We are proud to claim the title
    Of United States Marine.

    Our flag's unfurled to every breeze
    From dawn to setting sun;
    We have fought in ev'ry clime and place
    Where we could take a gun;
    In the snow of far-off Northern lands
    And in sunny tropic scenes;
    You will find us always on the job
    The United States Marines.

    Here's health to you and to our Corps
    Which we are proud to serve;
    In many a strife we've fought for life
    And never lost our nerve;
    If the Army and the Navy
    Ever look on Heaven's scenes;
    They will find the streets are guarded
    By United States Marines.

  13. Scots Wha Hae

    by Robert Burns

    Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
    Scots, wham Bruce has aften led;
    Welcome to your gory bed,
    Or to victory!

    Now's the day, and now's the hour;
    See the front o' battle lour;
    See approach proud Edward's power—
    Chains and slavery!

    Wha will be a traitor knave?
    Wha can fill a coward's grave!
    Wha sae base as be a slave?
    Let him turn and flee!

    Wha for Scotland's king and law
    Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
    Freeman stand, or freeman fa',
    Let him follow me!

    By oppression's woes and pains!
    By your sons in servile chains!
    We will drain our dearest veins,
    But they shall be free!

    Lay the proud usurpers low!
    Tyrants fall in every foe!
    Liberty's in every blow!—
    Let us do or die!

In the beginning of a change the patriot is a scarce man and brave, hated and scorned. When his cause succeeds however, the timid join him, for then it costs nothing to be a patriot.

– Mark Twain

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