Plays And Poems

free-born People runneth back The path of Liberty, And bring again the lightless age Of human tyranny. She is departing, departing, Departing from the truth. She is summoning Oppression's Host By the bell on Liberty Hall: And the starry flowers of Liberty Are dead and withering all Wherever the ironed and bloody tread Of ignoble Empire doth fall. She is departing, departing, Departing from the truth. She is teaching Liberty's first lesson Shall be Oppression's war : While Liberty the hills among Where rose her morning star, Long lingering, looks her last upon The white-domed Capitol afar. She is departing, departing, Departing from the truth. Lighted by the restless planet Mars, Her drama doth unfold ; Freedom is widowed of her sons, While Honor groweth cold, And like unto a scroll played out The Constitution 's uprolled. She is departing, departing, Departing from the truth. THE POLITICIANS. Look on this politician, then on this, As like as Judas' to Iscariot's kiss. Which is the greater knave ?" men ask in vain, Since both are damned and will be damned again. And when, in opposition, they fight for pelf The Devil seems divided ' gainst himself. ODE TO PAULINE. Thou art not dead, Pauline, nor I despair: Thy spirit was not given to the urn. Cold was thy body, cold thy forehead fair, And in thine eyes no more the light did burn ;â?? Emptied of lifeâ??all but thy gol...