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Birth-day song of liberty

A paean of glory for the heroes of freedom
Chivers, T. H. (1809-1858)

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BIRTH-DAY SONG OF LIBERTY.
  
PREFACE.
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IV.

From the embers long smouldering beneath the dark ashes,
The golden-winged Phœnix of Liberty doth rise,
Plumed with Cherubic wings, which with glory now flashes,
As it soars up, redeemed, singing Joy! through the skies!
The Whirlwinds now sweep through the worm-eaten Forest,
And the Past, long decaying, lies low in the dust;
Hell-fire out of Heaven God in vengeance down-pourest
On the head of that soul who in Hell puts his trust!
The Pillars of Eternity are shaken by the thunder,
And the Ocean of Hell boils such havoc to see!
While Europe comes wailing for her thrones torn asunder,
By the Voice of the Beautiful, the Voice of the Free.
Then strike the bold harp! &c.
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