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…Freedom I claim it, Your power in the cause of the free ! In the name of our God as I name it, AMEN ! I demand it of ye, Man’s freedom ! Arise and proclaim it, The song of the sea ! S.S. PENNSYLVANIA, July 4, 1900. 30
…r freedom—I claim it ! Your aid to make other men free ! Your strength—I defy you to shame it ! Your peace—I defy it to be Dishonoured ! Arise and proclaim it From sea unto sea ! From Ireland the voice of the dying, The murdered, the starved, the exiled, In hope to your freedom is crying A dolorous note and a wild : “ Your star-bestrewn banner is flying, And ours—is defiled.” From Ind—shall her summons awaken ? Her voices are those of the dead ! By famine and cholera shaken, By taxes and usury bled, In the hour of her torture forsaken, Stones g…
…and the Englishmen follow— The odds are as twenty to one ! Hide, hide thy bright eyes, O Apollo ! The murder is done.* The stones should arise to declare it, Their terror and tyrannous reign ! The earth be unable to bear it, Gape wide, for her motherly pain ! Shalt thou, O Columbia, share it, The shame and the stain ? Your stripes are the stripes of dishonour ; Your stars are cast down from the sky ; While earth has this burden upon her, Your eagle unwilling to fly ! Loose, loose the wide wings ! For your honour ! Let tyranny die ! Remember, th…
…eet. With a cry that makes tremble the thunder, Light-speared, with a sword that is flame, He bursts the vast spaces asunder. His angels arise and proclaim : The Lord is His Name ! O Lord ! Thou didst march out of Edom ! Thou leapedst from the Mountains of Seir ! 20
Then only shall thy liberty arise, Then only shall thine eagle shake his wings, And sunward soar through the unsullied skies, And careless watch the destiny of kings. Then only shall truth’s angel in thine eyes Perceive eternal things. The oracle is suddenly grown still. Only, mine eyes, unweary of the sight, Pierce through the dawn-mist of the sacred hill And yearn toward the rose of love and light. My lips, that drank the Heliconian rill, Murmur with slow delight. I see the faces of the lyric Nine ! The Rose of God its petals will unfold ! I …
…is is the birth-hour of the Age of Gold ; The false gold pales before the Gold divine. The Christ is calling to the starry fold Of Souls—Arise and shine ! The Isis of the World hath raised her veil One moment, that fresh glory of the stars May glow through winter, where the sun is pale ; Melt snow-bound lilies ; bid the prison bars, Wherein men bow their heads and women wail, Blossom to nenuphars. The sacred lotus of the universe Blossoms this century—a million tears Melted the ice of Eve’s accursèd curse : A million more have watered it—it pee…