I never saw thee but to shun,

Or

weep hot tears of grief and shame

Nor thought of deeds which thou hast done, Except to shudder at thy name."

V.

Said Anarchy to Liberty,

"Thy heart is hard and insincere ;
How often hast thou smiled on me,
And breathed love-speeches in my ear!
How often whispered me to smite,
How often prompted bloodiest deeds ;
And all to give thy soul delight,
And stay thy sanguinary needs.”

VI.

Said Liberty to Anarchy,

"Thy heart is dull, thine eyes are blind;
I have a sister like to me

In form and features, not in mind.
Her name is LICENCE; 't was for her
The passion bubbled in thy veins ;
'Twas she that was thy worshipper;
She clings to thee while life remains."

VII.

Said Anarchy to Liberty,

"I know thee well, I've known thee longThy face, thy form, thy symmetry

Have filled my heart with yearnings strong;

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'T was thou I loved; thy beaming eyes Still gave the aspiration birth,

That from our union should arise

A new Millennium for the Earth."

VIII.

Said Liberty to Anarchy,

"I dwell with Law and Peace divine, I have no bond of sympathy

With Hate or Murder-thee or thine:
To me thou art a fiend accursed-
Let Licence love thee if she will;

Deep in soul my

my scorn is nursed

I fly thee, and abhor thee still."

VI.-A CALL FOR TRUE LIBERTY.

(JUNE, 1848.)

I.

O LIBERTY, serene and fair,
Chief blessing of the nations,
The dearest object of our care,
Our best of aspirations,

Come forth, and show thy beaming face-
The world has learned to doubt thee;
Come forth-shed light upon our place;
We cannot live without thee!

II.

A brazen-browed and vulgar jade,
Not like thee in a feature,

In thy white robes and wreath arrayed-
A coarse-tongued, shameless creature--
Struts o'er the earth, and takes thy name,
Sows hatred and dissension,

And sanctions deeds of guilt and shame,
Which thou wouldst blush to mention.

III.

Not like thyself-an angel sweet,
Whose lips would scorn to utter
The filthy language of the street,
Or bywords of the gutter-
She mingles with the vilest crowd,

She shouts, and roars, and curses,

Shakes hands with thieves-she is not proud---

And gambols with cut-purses.

IV.

She calls herself a goddess bright,

The suffering people's saviour,

Who shows the nations truth and right,
And teaches kings behaviour;

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She takes thy name on false pretence,
And signs it to her papers;

And when she lacks the needful pence,

She plays dishonest capers.

V.

Come forth and shame this counterfeit,

Oh, maiden fair and holy;

Oh, Liberty! divinely sweet,

Beloved of high and lowly!

Come forth, thy heavenly charms unfold,

And teach mankind their duty;

And let the adoring world behold

Thine intellectual beauty.

VI.

Though blinded mobs might seek to slay,

And tyrant monarchs hate thee;

Yet all true hearts thine advent pray,

And all the realms await thee.

So fair thou art, so full of grace,

The nations will adore thee;

And mobs, when they behold thy face,

Will bend their knees before thee.

VII.

Come forth; the world expects thou wilt

Long has it waited sadly

Come forth, and shame this thing of guilt, That plays thy part so badly.

Come forth, serene, refulgent, clear,
Th' expectant earth adorning;

And all the cheats shall disappear
Like torchlight in the morning.

ROME imperial! Rome majestic!
Shade of greatness, vanished all—
Looking down th' abyss of ages
To behold thy rise and fall,
We can trace upon thy forehead,
Queen and wonder of thy day,
Broadly marked the awful sentence,
"Pass Away."

II.

Great, but wicked-fair, but cruel,
Sceptered mischief, worshipped long.

Never yet did men or nations

Prosper finally in wrong.

Justice did her work upon thee,

Mightier than thine her sway,

'T was her voice pronounced thy judgment—— "Pass Away!"