Scottish Poetry Selection
- The Discovery of America
The Discovery of America
All the mill-horses of Europe
Were plodding round and round.
All the mills were droning,
The same old sound.
The drivers were dozing, the millers
Were deaf - as millers will be;
When, startling them all, without warning
Came a great shout from the sea.
It startled them all. The horses,
Lazily plodding round,
Started and stopped; and the mills dropped
Like a mantle their sound.
The millers looked over their shoulders,
The drivers opened their eyes,
A silence, deeper than deafness,
Had fallen out of the skies.
"Halloa there!" - this time distinctly
It rose from the barren sea;
And Europe, turning in wonder,
Whispered, "What can it be?"
"Come down, come down to the shore here!"
And Europe was soon on the sand; -
It was the great Columbus
Dragging his prize to land.
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