On this day, 19 April, 1775, began the armed rebellion that resulted in our becoming a new nation. So many years later, it’s sad that only Massachusetts and Maine still remember the day and honor it as a holiday. I’ll not go into all the details of what transpired. They are easy enough to look up for yourself. Suffice to repeat the words of the Concord Hymn, as written by Ralph Waldo Emerson.
By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Their flag to April’s breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood,
And fired the shot heard round the world.
The foe long since in silence slept;
Alike the conqueror silent sleeps;
And Time the ruined bridge has swept
Down the dark stream which seaward creeps.
On this green bank, by this soft stream,
We set to-day a votive stone;
That memory may their deed redeem,
When, like our sires, our sons are gone.
Spirit, that made those spirits dare,
To die, and leave their children free,
Bid Time and Nature gently spare
The shaft we raise to them and thee.