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Show FREEDOM Freedom! O fairest of nil Tho daughters of Tlmo nnd Thought, Thoy won theo, who shall keep theo? Prom tho deeps Wlirro discrowned empires o'or tholr ruins brood n,l many a thwarted hopo wrings Hb woak hands and weeps. I hear tho volco of u mighty wind From nil heuven's cavoins rushing iiuconflncd; "I, Freedom, dwell with Knowledge I abide With men whom dust of faction con-not con-not blind To tho slow tracing of tho eternal Mind, With men of culturo, trained and fortlllod, Who bitter duty to sweet lust prefer Fenrloss to counsel nnd obey." Author Unknown. |