Freedom poems

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To W.L. Garrison

© James Russell Lowell

In a small chamber, friendless and unseen,
  Toiled o'er his types one poor, unlearned young man;
The place was dark, unfurnitured, and mean;
  Yet there the freedom of a race began.

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Sonnet XXX. Life And Death. 2.

© Christopher Pearse Cranch

OR endless sleep 't will be, — and that is rest,
Freedom forever from life's weary cares —
Or else a life beyond the climbing stairs
And dizzy pinnacles of thought expressed

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The Pleasures of Memory - Part II.

© Samuel Rogers

Sweet Memory, wafted by thy gentle gale,
Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail,
To view the fairy-haunts of long-lost hours.
Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers.

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Tannhauser

© Emma Lazarus

Far into Wartburg, through all Italy,
In every town the Pope sent messengers,
Riding in furious haste; among them, one
Who bore a branch of dry wood burst in bloom;
The pastoral rod had borne green shoots of spring,
And leaf and blossom. God is merciful.

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The Ghost - Book III

© Charles Churchill

It was the hour, when housewife Morn

With pearl and linen hangs each thorn;

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Garibaldi

© John Greenleaf Whittier

In trance and dream of old, God's prophet saw

The casting down of thrones. Thou, watching lone

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To The Albanian eagle

© Ndre Mjeda

High amongst the clouds, above the cliffs
Sparkling in perennial snow,
Like lightning, like an arrow,
Soars on sibilant wings
'Midst the peaks and jagged rocks
The eagle in the first rays of dawn.

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Good Speech

© Archibald Lampman

Think not, because thine inmost heart means well,
Thou hast the freedom of rude speech: sweet words
Are like the voices of returning birds
Filling the soul with summer, or a bell
That calls the weary and the sick to prayer.
Even as thy thought, so let thy speech be fair.

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The Forest Sanctuary - Part II.

© Felicia Dorothea Hemans

  Ave, sanctissima!
'Tis night-fall on the sea;
  Ora pro nobis!
Our souls rise to thee!

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The Armistice

© John Jay Chapman

WHEN from a mighty storm far out at sea

Roll in the glassy and gigantic waves,—

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The Traveller; or, A Prospect of Society

© Oliver Goldsmith

Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow

Or by the lazy Scheldt or wandering Po,

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Blind Old Milton

© William Edmondstoune Aytoun

Place me once more, my daughter, where the sun

May shine upon my old and time-worn head,

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Don Juan: Canto The Sixth

© George Gordon Byron

'There is a tide in the affairs of men

Which,--taken at the flood,'--you know the rest,

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A Sabbath Scene

© John Greenleaf Whittier

SCARCE had the solemn Sabbath-bell
Ceased quivering in the steeple,
Scarce had the parson to his desk
Walked stately through his people,

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The Four Seasons : Autumn

© James Thomson

Crown'd with the sickle and the wheaten sheaf,
While Autumn, nodding o'er the yellow plain,
Comes jovial on; the Doric reed once more,
Well pleased, I tune. Whate'er the wintry frost

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Wind-Clouds And Star-Drifts

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

Here am I, bound upon this pillared rock,
Prey to the vulture of a vast desire
That feeds upon my life. I burst my bands
And steal a moment's freedom from the beak,
The clinging talons and the shadowing plumes;
Then comes the false enchantress, with her song;

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Paradise Lost : Book IV.

© John Milton


O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw

The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud,

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The Progress Of Refinement. Part III.

© Henry James Pye

CONTENTS OF PART III. Introduction.—Comparison of ancient and modern Manners. —Peculiar softness of the latter.—Humanity in War.— Politeness.—Enquiry into the causes.—Purity of the Christian Religion.—Abolition of Slavery in Europe.— Remaining effects of Chivalry.—The behaviour of Edward the Black Prince, after the battle of Poitiers, contrasted with a Roman Triumph.—Tendency of firearms to abate the ferocity of war.—Duelling.—Society of Women.—Consequent prevalence of Love in poetical compositions. —Softness of the modern Drama.—Shakespear admired, but not imitated.—Sentimental Comedy.—Novels. —Diffusion of superficial knowledge.—Prevalence of Gaming in every state of mankind.—Peculiar effect of the universal influence of Cards on modern times.—Luxury.— Enquiry why it does not threaten Europe now, with the fatal consequences it brought on ancient Rome.—Indolence, and Gluttony, checked by the free intercourse with women.—Their dislike to effeminate men.—The frequent wars among the European Nations keep up a martial spirit.—Point of Honor.—Hereditary Nobility.—Peculiar situation of Britain.—Effects of Commerce when carried to excess.—Danger when money becomes the sole distinction. —Address to Men of ancient and noble families.— Address to the Ladies.—The Decline of their influence, a sure fore-runner of selfish Luxury.—Recapitulation and Conclusion.


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A Christmas Carol For 1862

© George MacDonald

The Year Of The Trouble In Lancashire


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Magdalen

© Fitz-Greene Halleck

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A SWORD, whose blade has ne'er been wet
With blood, except of freedom's foes;
That hope which, though its sun be set,