The Birth of the Nation, Jamestown, 1607

Transcriber's Note:
Obvious typographical errors have been corrected. Inconsistent spelling and hyphenation in the original document have been preserved.

The First English Church in America.
'Tis just three hundred years ago We sailed through unknown Narrows And landed on an unknown coast Amid a flight of arrows. We planted England's standard there, And taught the Western savage. In its defence we lightly held His tomahawk and ravage.
And there, between two forest trees, We raised our first rude altar; Roofed by a storm-rent sail we read Old England's Prayers and Psalter, An echo in the strange, new land Awoke to slumber never: It caught old England's battle-word— God and my Right forever!
THE BIRTH OF THE NATION
JAMESTOWN, 1607
BY MRS. ROGER A. PRYOR AUTHOR OF THE MOTHER OF WASHINGTON AND HER TIMES, REMINISCENCES OF PEACE AND WAR
ILLUSTRATIONS BY WILLIAM DE LEFTWICH DODGE
New York THE MACMILLAN COMPANY LONDON: MACMILLAN & CO., Ltd. 1907 All rights reserved
Copyright, 1907, By THE MACMILLAN COMPANY.