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Title: Bryant. Poems from the works of William Cullen Bryant
Year: 1884 (1880s)
Authors: Bryant, William Cullen, 1794-1878 Hedgdon, Josephine E., (from old catalog) comp
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Publisher: New York, D. Appleton and compnay
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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a burningpile, And shoutest to the nations, whoreturn Thy shoutings, while the pale op-pressor flies. Thy birthright was not given by human hands :Thou wert twin-born with man. In pleasant fields,While yet our race was few, thou satst with him,To tend the quiet flock and watch the stars,And teach the reed to utter simple airs.Thou by his side, amid the tangled wood,Didst war upon the panther and the wolf,His only foes; and thou with him didst drawThe earliest furrow on the mountain-side,Soft with the deluge. Tyranny him-self,Thy enemy, although of reverend look,Hoary with many years, and far obeyed,Is later born than thou; and as he meetsThe grave defiance of thine elder eye,The usurper trembles in his fast- 48 BRYANT. Thou shalt wax stronger with the lapse of years,But he shall fade into a feebler age-Feebler, yet subtler. He shall weave his snares, And spring them on thy careless steps, and clapHis withered hands, and from their ambush callHis hordes to fall upon thee. He shall send
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Quaint maskers, wearing fair andgallant forms To catch thy gaze, and uttering grace-ful words To charm thy ear; while his sly imps,by stealth, Twine round thee threads of steel, That grow to fetters; or bind down thy armsWith chains concealed in chaplets. Oh! not yetMayst thou unbrace thy corslet, nor lay byThy sword; nor yet, O Freedom! close thy lids 49 LEAFLETS FROM STANDARD AUTHORS. In slumber; for thine enemy never sleeps,And thou must watch and combat till the dayOf the new earth and heaven. But wouldst thou restAwhile from tumult and the frauds of men, These old and friendly solitudes inviteThy visit. They, while yet the for-est-treesWere young upon the un violated earth,And yet the moss-stains on the rock were new,Beheld thy glorious childhood, andrejoiced. 50 BRYAXT.

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