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A GLORIOUS IMMUNITY

Thee, wounded Ireland, thee I gratulate;
First, on thy wounds; next, on that very fate
Whose malice hath yet spared thee one worse woe
Than even thou hast tasted. For although
Grievous is thraldom, in a world bethronged
With the proud wrongers and the prostrate wronged,
Far deeper is the unconscious misery

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Of them that shackle those who would be free!
And though the thralled seem hapless, theirs who thrall
Is the most dark, lost, heavenless state of all.