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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420501" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Garibaldi</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In trance and dream of old, God's prophet saw<br>The casting down of thrones. Thou, watching lone<br>The hot Sardinian coast-line, hazy-hilled,<br>Where, fringing round Caprera's rocky zone<br>With foam, the slow waves gather and withdraw,<br>Behold'st the vision of the seer fulfilled,<br>And hear'st the sea-winds burdened with a sound<br>Of falling chains, as, one by one, unbound,<br>The nations lift their right hands up and swear<br>Their oath of freedom. From the chalk-white wall<br>Of England, from the black Carpathian range,<br>Along the Danube and the Theiss, through all<br>The passes of the Spanish Pyrenees,<br>And from the Seine's thronged banks, a murmur strange<br>And glad floats to thee o'er thy summer seas<br>On the salt wind that stirs thy whitening hair,--<br>The song of freedom's bloodless victories!<br>Rejoice, O Garibaldi! Though thy sword<br>Failed at Rome's gates, and blood seemed vainly poured<br>Where, in Christ's name, the crowned infidel<br>Of France wrought murder with the arms of hell<br>On that sad mountain slope whose ghostly dead,<br>Unmindful of the gray exorcist's ban,<br>Walk, unappeased, the chambered Vatican,<br>And draw the curtains of Napoleon's bed!<br>God's providence is not blind, but, full of eyes,<br>It searches all the refuges of lies;<br>And in His time and way, the accursed things<br>Before whose evil feet thy battle-gage<br>Has clashed defiance from hot youth to age<br>Shall perish. All men shall be priests and kings,<br>One royal brotherhood, one church made free<br>By love, which is the law of liberty</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q>
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The casting down of thrones. Thou, watching lone
The hot Sardinian coast-line, hazy-hilled,
Where, fringing round Caprera's rocky zone
With foam, the slow waves gather and withdraw,
Behold'st the visio..."></div>
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