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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=339736" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At Liberty</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No sight to me like sight of ships.<br>No wine to me like salt- spray thrown<br>By morning breezes on my lips;<br>No music sweeter than the moan<br>Of solemn surges landward blown.<br>O world unconquered! O great sea,<br>Tamed by celestial winds alone!<br>My spirit is at home with thee,<br>Panting with thy wild waves for space and liberty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The land is captive, sold, and bought;<br>The streets are filled with traffic base;<br>And I am choked with narrow thought —<br>The dusty customs that disgrace<br>Mart, chamber, church, and judgment- place.<br>But when, upon this lonely shore,<br>I hear thy voice and see thy face,<br>I seem to pass a prison door,<br>And breathe, a free- born man, my native air once more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">3.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The urgent tyrannies of life<br>Relax their grasp when I am here;<br>I rise above the fretful strife,<br>The timid doubt, the trembling fear,<br>The petty woes that crowd so near;<br>And, with brain cleansed and pulses stilled,<br>Stand in the spacious atmosphere,<br>My inmost being rapt and thrilled,<br>With unimagined peace and wordless worship filled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">4.<br>O mystery that no thought can reach!<br>O language that no tongue can tell!<br>The whispering surf upon the beach —<br>The murmuring of the mid- sea swell —<br>The long boom, like a tolling bell,<br>That shakes the earth beneath my feet —<br>The solitude ineffable!<br>O what new strength, divine and sweet,<br>Breathes in the mighty gales that round these headlands beat!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">5.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou, friend, in those wild arms caressed,<br>My comrade, that hast house and home<br>On that illimitable breast,<br>Thy spirit in the wind and foam<br>Meets mine beneath this starlit dome.<br>I have no compass and no chart;<br>I know not where thy bark may roam;<br>I know not, brother, where thou art;<br>But I can feel thy courage lifting up my heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">6.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The shadow of the splendid night<br>Blots out sea- blue and sunset red.<br>The glimmering canvas, wide and white,<br>By sweeping rush of trade- wind spread,<br>Like sea- birds wings above thy head —<br>Tall mast, slim spar and cobweb shroud,<br>And slant deck echoing to thy tread —<br>The great ship, stately, strong, and proud,<br>Fades on the darkening deep like some dispersing cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">7.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But thou art there, amid the stars<br>That watch me with those steadfast eyes.<br>Thy soul, escaped from bolts and bars,<br>Conventioned fetters and disguise,<br>As open as these arching skies,<br>Untrammelled as this boundless sea,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Calm in the awful darkness lies,<br>Like babe upon its mother's knee,<br>Humble, but unafraid, as honest soul should be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">8.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thinking of thee — so small a speck<br>Amid these myriad worlds around,<br>But king upon thy quarter- deck —<br>More king than monarch throned and crowned<br>That e'er on subject smiled or frowned —<br>Of what depends upon thy skill,<br>And thee, by conscience only bound —<br>I think how nobly we may fill<br>Our part that looks so hard and hopeless, if we will.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">9.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poor, puny mortals that we are,<br>Clinging to reeds, and ropes of sand,<br>'Twere better done, 'twere braver far,<br>Unsheltered and upright to stand,<br>The free soul at its own command;<br>In Him- whate'er He be — to trust<br>Who holds us in His mighty hand,<br>And guides each star and grain of dust —<br>Or to renounce all hope and comfort, if we must.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">10.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When mercury sinks and winds are foul,<br>When mists are thick and skies are black,<br>And hurricanes that shriek and howl,<br>And wild seas, leaping like a pack<br>Of hungry wolves upon thy track,<br>Smother the deck with spume and spray —<br>Thou, quiet in the dreadful wrack,<br>Keeping thy watch, dost stand at bay,<br>Unshaken by one thought of danger or dismay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">11.<br>Then why, in life's disastrous hours,<br>Shall we not face the storm and stress<br>Of those dark destinies and powers,<br>Those strong fates, that so hardly press<br>Upon our lonely littleness?<br>With timbers sound and thou to guide,<br>Thy ship will live through her distress.<br>Shall we not also safely ride,<br>If hearts be stout and true, whatever may betide?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">12.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or if, indeed, we have to meet<br>The worst that e'er stout heart befell —<br>If we must suffer sore defeat,<br>O'erwhelming, irresistible —<br>Shall we not bear that test as well?<br>Shall we not die without disgrace?<br>No force of anguish can compel<br>Brave men to turn to mean and base,<br>And all that fate can bring brave men should dare to face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">13.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If, suddenly, some dire mischance —<br>Collision, cyclone, fire — should mock<br>Thy keen and sleepless vigilance;<br>If there should come, unwarned, the shock<br>Of shattering hull on sunken rock —<br>If death, in fog, or flood, or flame,<br>Upon thy cabin door should knock —<br>Thy native righteousness would shame<br>The men who boast most loudly of the Christian name.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">14.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“The women first!” thy voice would cry<br>Above the roar of wind and wave;<br>And thou, the last, would'st calmly die,<br>Intrepid, resolute, and brave,<br>All them that trusted thee to save.<br>If thou could'st see rewards in store —<br>A martyr's crown beyond the grave —<br>If all heaven beckoned thee before,<br>Or fear of hell-fire drove thee — thou could'st do no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">15.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Art thou, in thy lone- handed fight,<br>That fails to serve thee, but succeeds<br>In victory for the true and right,<br>Beneath the soul that only heeds<br>The cry of its own lower needs? —<br>That shelters, trembling, from the fray<br>In privilege of pleasant creeds,<br>That are but systems of a day,<br>From age to age new- made, outworn, and cast away?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">16.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Are we not strong enough to take<br>The course by conscience marked so plain? —<br>Faithful till death, for manhood's sake,<br>Unspurred by coward fear of pain,<br>Unbribed by hope of selfish gain.<br>Must soaring progress sink and fall?<br>And is all history writ in vain?<br>Is life a thing so poor and small?<br>And is the great design a muddle after all?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">17.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Standing in this tremendous space<br>Of starlit sky and whispering sea,<br>With my great Maker face to face,<br>His countless worlds surrounding me,<br>Eternity — Infinity —<br>Humble, but confident, I dare<br>To let these bitter questions be.<br>We, too, are creatures of His care.<br>The voice that called us forth forbids us to despair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ada+Cambridge">Ada Cambridge</a><div class=q>
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No sight to me like sight of ships.
No wine to me like salt- spray thrown
By morning breezes on my lips;
No music sweeter than the moan
Of solemn surges landward blown.
O world unconquered! O great sea,
Tamed by celestial winds alone!
My spiri..."></div>
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