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Sonnets and canzonets

Alcott, Amos Bronson (1799-1888)

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[I. In Youth's glad morning, when the rising East]
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[II. My thought revives at utterance of thy name]
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[III. Christian beloved! devoid of art and wile]
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[IV. Channing! my Mentor whilst my thought was young]
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[V. Daughter of Memory! who her watch doth keep]
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[VI. Misfortune to have lived not knowing thee]
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[VII. Hierophant, and lyrist of the soul]
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[VIII. Pleased, I recall those hours, so fair and free]
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[IX. Dear Lady! oft I meditate on thee]
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[X. Thou, Sibyl rapt! whose sympathetic soul]
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[XI. Priest of the gladsome tidings, old and new]
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[XII. Interpreter of the Pure Reason's laws]
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[XIII. Who nearer Nature's life would truly come]
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[XIV. Much do they wrong our Henry, wise and kind]
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[XV. Whilst from the cloistered schools rushed forth in view]
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[XVI. Bright visions of my sprightlier youthful days]
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[XVII. Sweet saint! whose rising dawned upon the sight]
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[XVIII. Adventurous mariner! in whose gray skiff]
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[XIX. Romancer, far more coy than that coy sex]
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[XX. Still held in sweet remembrance thou, my friend]
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[XXI. Poet of the Pulpit, whose full-chorded lyre]
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[XXII. People's Attorney, servant of the Right]
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[XXIII. 'T was when the land was struggling to break free]
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[XXIV. Bold Saint, thou firm believer in the Cross]
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[XXV. Nobly censorious of our transient age]
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[XXVI. Freedom's first champion in our fettered land]
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[XXIV. Bold Saint, thou firm believer in the Cross]

Bold Saint, thou firm believer in the Cross,
Again made glorious by self-sacrifice,—
Love's free atonement given without love's loss,—
That martyrdom to thee was lighter pain,
Since thus a race its liberties should gain;
Flash its sure consequence in Slavery's eyes
When, 'scaping sabre's clash and battle's smoke,
She felt the justice of thy master-stroke:
Peaceful prosperity around us lies,
Freedom with loyalty thy valor gave;
Whilst thou, no felon doomed, for gallows fit,
O Patriot true! O Christian meek and brave!
Throned in the martyr's seat henceforth shalt sit;
Prophet of God! Messias of the Slave!
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