 | Poems, by Joseph Cottle |  |
It is no idle dream, when Faith surveys
The glorious dawn, whose renovating raies
Shall show man's genuine interests, and inspire
His glowing breast with Love's exalted fire;
When vanquish'd self shall yield her hateful reign,
And mental light restore our race again.
That time shall come; bless'd be the prospect fair!
When Friendship's cordial shout shall rend the air;
When no dark policy shall discord fan,
But man behold a brother's face in man.
The glorious dawn, whose renovating raies
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His glowing breast with Love's exalted fire;
When vanquish'd self shall yield her hateful reign,
And mental light restore our race again.
That time shall come; bless'd be the prospect fair!
When Friendship's cordial shout shall rend the air;
When no dark policy shall discord fan,
But man behold a brother's face in man.
| Poems, by Joseph Cottle | |