Humanity, or the rights of nature, a poem in two books. By the author of sympathy [i.e. S. J. Pratt] |
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See Freedom smiling thro' the realms of frost,
And glow on Labradore's inclement coast,
Tho' darkness sheds deep night thro' half the year,
And snow invests the clime,—that clime is dear,
For there fair Liberty resides, and there
At large the native breasts the searching air,
Where blows the arctic tempests icy gale,
And famine seizes on the spermy whale,
The bearded Esquimaux half robb'd of sight,
Roves uncontroul'd content with Freedom's light,
His country loves, to all its ills conforms,
Endures its caverns and accepts its storms;
For the huge Sea-dog spreads the nimble oar,
Nor sighs for blessings of a softer shore,
No languid Suns unnerve his hardy race,
Which bless'd with Freedom range from place to place.
And glow on Labradore's inclement coast,
Tho' darkness sheds deep night thro' half the year,
And snow invests the clime,—that clime is dear,
For there fair Liberty resides, and there
At large the native breasts the searching air,
Where blows the arctic tempests icy gale,
And famine seizes on the spermy whale,
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Roves uncontroul'd content with Freedom's light,
His country loves, to all its ills conforms,
Endures its caverns and accepts its storms;
For the huge Sea-dog spreads the nimble oar,
Nor sighs for blessings of a softer shore,
No languid Suns unnerve his hardy race,
Which bless'd with Freedom range from place to place.
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