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1901 · PDF PAGE 13

Carmen Saeculare

…y freedom hath rebelled Against the alien, and the golden yoke ; Because thy justice lives and reigns, unquelled, Unbribed ; because thy head above the smoke Soars, eagle ! Tribulation hath not felled Thy freedom’s ancient oak ! 11

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1901 · PDF PAGE 14

Carmen Saeculare

…ron mould. Peaceful be thou : with watching and with prayer. But be not overbold. Fall, Austria ! In the very day and hour That reverend head that holds thee in its awe Shall sink in peace, I see thy rotten power Break as the crumbling ice-floe in the thaw. Destruction shatters thy blood-builded tower. Death has thee in his maw. 12

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1901 · PDF PAGE 19

Carmen Saeculare

…ire Roars downward : as a maiden from a swound My spirit answers to its own desire. My feet are firm again upon the ground— Yea ! but my head is higher. My face is shining with the fire of heaven. I move among my fellows as a ghost. With thought for bread and memory for leaven My life is nourished, yet my life is lost. I live and move among the starry seven, Nor count the deadly cost. Only I see the century as a child Call Truth and Justice, Light and Peace, to guide ; Wisdom and Joy, and Love the undefiled, Lead up true worship, its eternal br…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 8

Carmen Saeculare

My work, my Father’s work for men, the rising sun ? Who calls me coward ? Let them wait awhile ! Shall I Bow down a loyal head to fate : despair and die ? I hear the sea roll strong and pure that bore me far From Meallfavournie’s scalp, gray moor and lonely scaur ; I hear the waves together mutter in counsel deep ; I hear the thunder the winds utter in broken sleep ; I hear the voices of four rivers crying aloud ; Four Angels trumpet, and earth shivers : the heavens shroud Their faces in blank terror for the sound of them : The mountains are di…

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