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Show FREEDOM. Uninia Playtcr Soabury. Year aTtor year with a song- In my heart I beat at tho bars or fate, Silent, sullen and sitting: apart, Brooding: early and Into; And spring- and summer with all their dowers Or hoauty came to me. And patlont love with hor fragrant showers, But I would not look, and sec. I was still at last and aweary grown, And Tor the tears hall ceased to blind, I round I novor had been alone, And It taught mo to be kind. Because my neighbors were sore and sad, And my heart be lighter yet, I sang my song that thoy' might be glad, And to teach them to forget. I sang my song with a Joyous strain, As they sing who arg rreo, Of sunny height and or poacerul plain, And It echoed back to me. rorgettlng myseir, and my bolts and bars, The door to my surprise Swung out Tor me to tho shining stars And the freedom or the skies. |