1735-1820
When Daniel Boone goes by, at night,
The phantom deer arise
And all lost, wild America
Is burning in their eyes.
 
Copyright © 1933 by Stephen Vincent Benét, renewed © 1961 by Rosemary Carr Benét. Used with permission of Brandt & Hochman Literary Agents, Inc. All rights reserved. No part of this poem may be reproduced in any form without the written consent of the publisher.

Poems by This Author

John Brown's Body [There were three stout pillars that held up all] by Stephen Vincent Benét
There were three stout pillars that held up all
American Names by Stephen Vincent Benét
I have fallen in love with American names
Metropolitan Nightmare by Stephen Vincent Benét
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