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To Liberty.
Sweet Liberty! to theeLet all the nations bend;
Thou art the comfort of the free,
Their true unwavering friend!
Thou sweet ministering angel
Of light, and peace;
Political evangel!
Thy ranks increase.
Where'er thou dost dwell,
I would wont to be;
To thee my tale to tell,
I'll fly, sweet Liberty!
Oh, to thee, and thine,
I bend a suppliant knee;
At thy refulgent shrine,
Sweet Liberty to thee!
Thou crystal fount of life,
That sweetens poverty;
To thee from toil and strife,
I'll fly, sweet Liberty!
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