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Kingly safeguard, only herb
If thou touch at Circe's isle,
To undo enchanter's wile !
I PLUCKED the weeds forth, left and right,
To make an open space
With uplift wondering face.
“Why sparest me, and them dost slay?”
The darling blossom sighed ;
How winneth Liberty? By sword and brand,
Or by the souls of those who strive and die ? Where dwelleth Liberty? Where lies the land
Most open to the favors of her eye? Hath she her seat in empires, deserts wide, Or most in little freeholds doth she bide ?
What is the range that Nature gives her own ?
With frost or fire she stays their flying feet, And holdeth each within its native zone:
The pine its love the palm, shall never meet; Nowhere do roses bloom from beds of ice, Nowhere in valleys laughs the edelweiss.
The races of the sea shall never fare
Beyond the moist and sounding element, Nor any pinion, fledged and schooled in air,
On venturous errand through the waves be sent: The cygnet to his nest of river flag, The eagle to his aerie on the crag.
Dwells Freedom with the sphery multitude
Each planet keeps the track it hath pursued,
turn and wheel;
With law dwells liberty ; law makoth free;
Fly law, and thou dost forge thyself a chain.
Still wouldst thou grasp strange honors and domain ?
THOU that didst fashion forth this chalice frail
Let not my spirit fail.
So temper Thou for me joy's lusty wine,
An amethyst divine.
In that dull stream which runs from sorrow's press,
Should lapse in idleness.
Do thou allay remorse's fiery heat,
To make amendment meet.
Teach me a golden song, that worthily