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TO LIBERTY
Didst thou escape from Alva's horrid sway,
Foil the Armada, bloody Mary's fires
Defy, survive the myriad funeral pyres
Lit for thy obsequies, as on the Day
Of Saint Bartholomew: did Luther lay
His Bible on the altar, which our sires
Made charter of the Church, that still aspires
To follow the Reformers' honest way:
Foil the Armada, bloody Mary's fires
Defy, survive the myriad funeral pyres
Lit for thy obsequies, as on the Day
Of Saint Bartholomew: did Luther lay
His Bible on the altar, which our sires
Made charter of the Church, that still aspires
To follow the Reformers' honest way:
Was this achieved and thus thy Master's hand
Made manifest, that thou at last shouldst come
To degradation in thy native land,—
In France, accounted once thy special home,—
Where now they seize thee, bind thee, scourge and brand,
And fling in fetters at the feet of Rome?
Made manifest, that thou at last shouldst come
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In France, accounted once thy special home,—
Where now they seize thee, bind thee, scourge and brand,
And fling in fetters at the feet of Rome?
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