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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419011" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Liberty Lighting the World</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">MAJESTIC warder by the Nation's gate, <br>Spike-crowned, flame-armed like Agony or Glory, <br>Holding the tablets of some unknown law, <br>With gesture eloquent and mute as Fate,— <br>We stand about thy feet in solemn awe, <br>Like desert-tribes who seek their Sphinx's story, <br>And question thee in spirit and in speech: <br>What art thou? Whence? What comest thou to teach? <br>What vision hold those introverted eyes <br>Of Revolutions framed in centuries? <br>Thy flame — what threat, or guide for sacred way? <br>Thy tablet — what commandment? What Sinai? <br>Lo! as the waves make murmur at thy base, <br>We watch the somber grandeur of thy face, <br>And ask thee—what thou art.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am Liberty,—God's daughter!<br>My symbols—a law and a torch; <br>Not a sword to threaten slaughter, <br>Nor a flame to dazzle or scorch; <br>But a light that the world may see, <br>And a truth that shall make men free. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am the sister of Duty,<br>And I am the sister of Faith; <br>To-day, adored for my beauty, <br>To-morrow, led forth to death. <br>I am she whom ages prayed for; <br>Heroes suffered undismayed for; <br>Whom the martyrs were betrayed for! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am a herald republican from a land grown free under feet of kings; <br>My radiance, lighting a century's span, a sister's love to Columbia brings. <br>I am a beacon to ships at sea, and a warning to watchers ashore; <br>In palace and prairie and street, through me, shall be heard the ominous ocean-roar. <br>I am a threat to oppression's sin, and a pharos-light to the weak endeavor;<br>Mine is the love that men may win, but lost—it is lost forever! <br>Mine are the lovers who deepest pain, with weapon and word still wounding sore; <br>With sanguined hands they caress and chain, and crown and trample—and still adore! <br>Cities have flamed in my name, and Death has reaped wild harvest of joy and peace, <br>Till mine is a voice that stills the breath, my advent an omen that love shall cease! <br>In My name, timid ones crazed with terror! In My name, Law with a scourging rod!<br>In My name, Anarchy, Cruelty, Error! I, who am Liberty,—daughter of God!—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Peace! Be still! See my torch uplifted,— <br>Heedless of Passion or Mammon's cause! <br>Round my feet are the ages drifted, <br>Under mine eyes are the rulers sifted,— <br>Ever, forever, my changeless laws! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am Liberty! Fame of nation or praise of statute is naught to me; <br>Freedom is growth and not creation: one man suffers, one man is free. <br>One brain forges a constitution; but how shall the million souls be won? <br>Freedom is more than a resolution—he is not free who is free alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Justice is mine, and it grows by loving, changing the world like the circling sun;<br>Evil recedes from the spirit's proving as mist from the hollows when night is done. <br>I am the test, O silent toilers, holding the scales of error and truth; <br>Proving the heritage held by spoilers from hard hands empty, and wasted youth. <br>Hither, ye blind, from your futile banding; know the rights, and the rights are won; <br>Wrong shall die with the understanding—one truth clear and the work is done. <br>Nature is higher than Progress or Knowledge, whose need is ninety enslaved for ten; <br>My word shall stand against mart and college: THE PLANET BELONGS TO ITS LIVING MEN!<br>And hither, ye weary ones and breathless, searching the seas for a kindly shore, <br>I am Liberty! patient, deathless—set by Love at the Nation's door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Boyle+O%27Reilly">John Boyle O'Reilly</a><div class=q>
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Spike-crowned, flame-armed like Agony or Glory, 
Holding the tablets of some unknown law, 
With gesture eloquent and mute as Fate,— 
We stand about thy feet in solemn awe, 
Like desert-tribes who seek their..."></div>
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