Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
America: Vols. XXV–XXIX. 1876–79.
Columbus
By James Montgomery (17711854)L
Light came from heaven,—the magnet was revealed,
A surer star to guide the seaman’s eye
Than the pale glory of the northern sky;
Alike ordained to shine by night and day,
Through calm and tempest, with unsetting ray;
Where’er the mountains rise, the billows roll,
Still with strong impulse turning to the pole,
True as the sun is to the morning true,
Though light as film, and trembling as the dew.
And failing heart along the windward shore;
Broad to the sky he turned his fearless sail,
Defied the adverse, wooed the favoring gale,
Bared to the storm his adamantine breast,
Or soft on ocean’s lap lay down to rest;
While, free as clouds the liquid ether sweep,
His white-winged vessels coursed the unbounded deep;
From clime to clime the wanderer loved to roam,
The waves his heritage, the world his home.
Of grasping genius, weighed the sea and land;
The floods o’erbalanced: where the tide of light,
Day after day, rolled down the gulf of night,
There seemed one waste of waters: long in vain
His spirit brooded o’er the Atlantic main;
When, sudden as creation burst from naught,
Sprang a new world through his stupendous thought,
Light, order, beauty! While his mind explored
The unveiling mystery, his heart adored;
Where’er sublime imagination trod,
He heard the voice, he saw the face, of God.
O’er the wide ocean stretching to the sky;
In calm magnificence the sun declined,
And left a paradise of clouds behind;
Proud at his feet, with pomp of pearl and gold,
The billows in a sea of glory rolled.