The Epic Tales of America

Here is just the intro to this epic which follows in four-thousand lines. 

The Oath of Citizenship 

One summer’s eve, the Fourth Day of July,
As cloudy billows drifted in the sky,
A group of citizens were newly-minted,
With Liberty upon their souls imprinted.

Now, each had learned about their government,
By studying its founding document,
Severed ties with antiquated lore,
And fixed their vision on a brighter shore.

And as they strolled across the gentle ground,
The Wheels of Liberty turned slowly round,
To generate new freedoms and endow,
As, one by one, they made their solemn vow.

And as the people crested o’er the hill,
Conversing at the Monticello Mill,
The evening sun adorned the purple sky,
And beams of grace descended from on high.

From seven continents they had arrived,
In search of dreams which despots had deprived,
To claim their rights, which long were overdue,
With happiness ~ that beacon to pursue.

And now the Judge, who led the ceremony,
Asked each person for their testimony,
So each one stood and spoke as much as needed,
Until the field was plowed and fully seeded.

And then the Judge (named Lewis) stood and spoke,
And said he too had come from common yoke,
Whose bands, like all, his ancestors escaped,
For this was how America was shaped.

And so they asked for his complete account,
As such, an epic spoken from the Mount,
And, begging their forbearance, he averred,
And these are all the tales the people heard.

Before he began his first tale, the Judge gave this Invocation.

Invocation

Sing, O gentle Muse, of our great land,
Whose Charter found its birth in God’s command,
Whose citizens with rights are well-endowed,
And every Soul is sovereign, free and proud.

Sing, the storied heroes of our State,
Sing the great, and greater than the great,
The greatest ones who justify conceit,
And common goods that make us all complete!

And now the depths of Mystery engage:
Buffeted by Juno’s boundless rage,
The false and jealous gods who leveled Troy,
Against America again deploy!

Avenge this foe who blots the brilliant sun,
Shine until this evil is undone,
Let your strength all tyranny supplant,
Our lasting freedom let your Wisdom grant!

Now, long before the universe was wrought,
A fleur-de-lis was by an angel brought;
With angel choirs in paeans sweetly-voiced,
Unto the place where Wisdom first rejoiced.

Archangel Gabriel, its sacred seed,
Deposited in Paradise, indeed;
And from this Word four Gospels blossomed high,
Four battlements, the Godhead drawing nigh;

These beacons lit the path of civilization,
From ancient times, to all in every nation,
From Latium, to Beowulf’s domain,
From Arthur’s court to holy Charlemagne,

Our Fathers bore these sacred freedoms well,
To America, then heaven to dwell;
With wisdom and a pinch of insight blind,
These tales are told with your delight in mind.

America, the land across the sea,
The land of hope, the land of liberty;
Sing, my friend, the wonders of this place,
And may we meet our Maker, face-to-face.

Long ago, from bold Italia came
One man, and then a man of Baltic fame;
And then a third from Brittany one hailed,
And then a fourth from Old Britannia sailed.

Four Fathers, all most worthy sons of Abel,
Angelic souls who dined at Abram’s table;
But each foresaw a brooding tyranny,
And so on distant shores sought liberty.

A common heal to crush the serpent’s head,
So weary hearts could rest, their fears abed;
To sing about these noble deeds and times,
Is Heaven’s gift, if you enjoy these rhymes.                                                                                    

Now here begins the first epic tale…

(continued…)

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