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Great men in the Senate sate,
Sage and hero, side by side,
Building for their sons the State,
Which they shall rule with pride.
They forbore to break the chain
Which bound the dusky tribe,

Checked by the owners' fierce disdain,

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Lured by Union' as the bribe.

Destiny sat by, and said,

'Pang for pang your seed shall pay, Hide in false peace your coward head, I bring round the harvest day.'

II

FREEDOM all winged expands,
Nor perches in a narrow place;

Her broad van seeks unplanted lands;

She loves a poor and virtuous race.

Clinging to a colder zone

Whose dark sky sheds the snowflake down,

The snowflake is her banner's star,

Her stripes the boreal streamers are.
Long she loved the Northman well;
Now the iron age is done,

She will not refuse to dwell

With the offspring of the Sun;

Foundling of the desert far,

Where palms plume, siroccos blaze,

He roves unhurt the burning ways
In climates of the summer star.
He has avenues to God

Hid from men of Northern brain,
Far beholding, without cloud,

What these with slowest steps attain.
If once the generous chief arrive
To lead him willing to be led,

For freedom he will strike and strive,
And drain his heart till he be dead.'

III

In an age of fops and toys,
Wanting wisdom, void of right,
Who shall nerve heroic boys
To hazard all in Freedom's fight, -
Break sharply off their jolly games,

Forsake their comrades gay

And quit proud homes and youthful dames

For famine, toil and fray?

Yet on the nimble air benign

Speed nimbler messages,

That waft the breath of

grace

divine

To hearts in sloth and ease.

So nigh is grandeur to our dust,

So near is God to man,

When Duty whispers low, Thou must,

The youth replies, I can.

IV

O, WELL for the fortunate soul
Which Music's wings infold,
Stealing away the memory
Of sorrows new and old!

Yet happier he whose inward sight,
Stayed on his subtile thought,
Shuts his sense on toys of time,
To vacant bosoms brought.

But best befriended of the God
He who, in evil times,

Warned by an inward voice,

Heeds not the darkness and the dread,

Biding by his rule and choice,

Feeling only the fiery thread

Leading over heroic ground,

Walled with mortal terror round,

To the aim which him allures,

And the sweet heaven his deed secures. Peril around, all else appalling,

Cannon in front and leaden rain

Him duty through the clarion calling
To the van called not in vain.'

Stainless soldier on the walls,

Knowing this, and knows no more, —

Whoever fights, whoever falls,

Justice conquers evermore,

Justice after as before,—

And he who battles on her side,

God, though he were ten times slain,
Crowns him victor glorified,

Victor over death and pain.

V

BLOOMS the laurel which belongs
To the valiant chief who fights;
I see the wreath, I hear the songs
Lauding the Eternal Rights,
Victors over daily wrongs:
Awful victors, they misguide
Whom they will destroy,

And their coming triumph hide
In our downfall, or our joy:

They reach no term, they never sleep,
In equal strength through space abide;
Though, feigning dwarfs, they crouch and creep,
The strong they slay, the swift outstride:
Fate's grass grows rank in valley clods,
And rankly on the castled steep,-

Speak it firmly, these are gods,
All are ghosts beside.'

IX

LOVE AND THOUGHT

Two well-assorted travellers use
The highway, Eros and the Muse.
From the twins is nothing hidden,
To the pair is nought forbidden;
Hand in hand the comrades go
Every nook of Nature through:
Each for other they were born,
Each can other best adorn;

They know one only mortal grief
Past all balsam or relief;

When, by false companions crossed,

The pilgrims have each other lost.

UNA

ROVING, roving, as it seems,
Una lights my clouded dreams;
Still for journeys she is dressed;
We wander far by east and west.

In the homestead, homely thought, At my work I ramble not; If from home chance draw me wide, Half-seen Una sits beside.

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