Boston Memorial

BOSTON

by: Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)

(Sicut Patribus, sit Deus Nobis)

THE rocky nook with hilltops three

Looked eastward from the farms,

And twice each day the flowing sea

Took Boston in its arms;

The men of yore were stout and poor,

And sailed for bread to every shore.

And where they went on trade intent

They did what freeman can,

Their dauntless ways did all men praise,

The merchant was a man.

The world was made for honest trade,--

To plant and eat be none afraid.

The waves that rocked them on the deep

To them their secret told;

Said the winds that sung the lads to sleep,

"Like us be free and bold!"

The honest waves refuse to slaves

The empire of the ocean caves.

Old Europe groans with palaces,

Has lords enough and more;--

We plant and build by foaming seas

A city of the poor;--

For day by day could Boston Bay

Their honest labor overpay.

We grant no dukedoms to the few,

We hold like rights and shall;--

Equal on Sunday in the pew,

On Monday in the mall.

For what avail the plough or sail,

Or land or life, if freedom fail?

The noble craftsmen we promote,

Disown the knave and fool;

Each honest man shall have his vote,

Each child shall have his school.

A union then of honest men,

Or union nevermore again.

The wild rose and the barberry thorn

Hung out their summer pride

Where now on heated pavements worn

The feet of millions stride.

Fair rose the planted hills behind

The good town on the bay,

And where the western hills declined

The prairie stretched away.

What care though rival cities soar

Along the stormy coast:

Penn's town, New York, and Baltimore,

If Boston knew the most!

They laughed to know the world so wide;

The mountains said: "Good-day!

We greet you well, you Saxon men,

Up with your towns and stay!"

The world was made for honest trade,--

To plant and eat be none afraid.

Thank you Edgar Adams, for sending this.

For you," they said, "no barriers be,

For you no sluggard rest;

Each street leads downward to the sea,

Or landward to the West."

O happy town beside the sea,

Whose roads lead everywhere to all;

Than thine no deeper moat can be,

No stouter fence, no steeper wall!

Bad news from George on the English throne:

"You are thriving well," said he;

"Now by these presents be it known,

You shall pay us a tax on tea;

'Tis very small,--no load at all,--

Honor enough that we send the call."

"Not so," said Boston, "good my lord,

We pay your governors here

Abundant for their bed and board,

Six thousand pounds a year.

(Your highness knows our homely word,)

Millions for self-government,

But for tribute never a cent."

The cargo came! and who could blame

If Indians seized the tea,

And, chest by chest, let down the same

Into the laughing sea?

For what avail the plough or sail

Or land or life, if freedom fail?

The townsmen braved the English king,

Found friendship in the French,

And Honor joined the patriot ring

Low on their wooden bench.

O bounteous seas that never fail!

O day remembered yet!

O happy port that spied the sail

Which wafted Lafayette!

Pole-star of light in Europe's night,

That never faltered from the right.

Kings shook with fear, old empires crave

The secret force to find

Which fired the little State to save

The rights of all mankind.

But right is might through all the world;

Province to province faithful clung,

Through good and ill the war-bolt hurled,

Till Freedom cheered and the joy-bells rung.

The sea returning day by day

Restores the world-wide mart;

So let each dweller on the Bay

Fold Boston in his heart,

Till these echoes be choked with snows,

Or over the town blue ocean flows

Charter for Compassion

The charter has been translated into more than 30 languages:

The principle of compassion lies at the heart of all religious, ethical and spiritual traditions, calling us always to treat all others as we wish to be treated ourselves. Compassion impels us to work tirelessly to alleviate the suffering of our fellow creatures, to dethrone ourselves from the centre of our world and put another there, and to honour the inviolable sanctity of every single human being, treating everybody, without exception, with absolute justice, equity and respect.

It is also necessary in both public and private life to refrain consistently and empathically from inflicting pain. To act or speak violently out of spite, chauvinism, or self-interest, to impoverish, exploit or deny basic rights to anybody, and to incite hatred by denigrating others—even our enemies—is a denial of our common humanity. We acknowledge that we have failed to live compassionately and that some have even increased the sum of human misery in the name of religion.

We therefore call upon all men and women to restore compassion to the centre of morality and religion ~ to return to the ancient principle that any interpretation of scripture that breeds violence, hatred or disdain is illegitimate ~ to ensure that youth are given accurate and respectful information about other traditions, religions and cultures ~ to encourage a positive appreciation of cultural and religious diversity ~ to cultivate an informed empathy with the suffering of all human beings—even those regarded as enemies.

We urgently need to make compassion a clear, luminous and dynamic force in our polarized world. Rooted in a principled determination to transcend selfishness, compassion can break down political, dogmatic, ideological and religious boundaries. Born of our deep interdependence, compassion is essential to human relationships and to a fulfilled humanity. It is the path to enlightenment, and indispensable to the creation of a just economy and a peaceful global community.