Liberty

Liberty

Liberty

Liberty

Liberty

When Cassius fell and Brutus died,

Resentful Liberty arose,

Where from aloft the mountain snows

She watch’d the battle’s breaking tide;

And as she rent her azure robe

Darkness descended o’er the globe.

‘Break never, Night,’ she cried, ‘nor bring

Before I come again the morn

With all her heav’nly light, for scorn

Of this base world so slumbering;

Where men for thrice five hundred years

Their sin shall mourn, and me, in tears.’

1882.

1882.

 

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