Explore "Thanksgiving Hymn. For California" by Charlotte Perkins Gilman on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Our forefathers gave thanks to God, / In the land by the stormy sea, / For bread hard wrung from the iron sod / In cold and misery. / Though every day meant toil and strife, / In the land by the stormy sea, / They thanked their God for the gift of life- / How much the more should we!
Stern frost had they full many a day, / Strong ice on the stormy sea, / Long months of snow, gray clouds hung low, / And a cold wind endlessly; / Winter, and war with an alien race- / But they were alive and free! / And they thanked their God for his good grace- / How much the more should we!
For we have a land all sunny with gold,- / A land by the summer sea; / Gold in the earth for our hands to hold, / Gold in blossom and tree; / Comfort, and plenty, and beauty, and peace, / From the mountains down to the sea. / They thanked their God for a year's increase- / How much the more should we!