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Poems and Essays

By the late William Caldwell Roscoe. (Edited with a Prefatory Memoir, by his Brother-in-law, Richard Holt Hutton)

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“FREI IST DER BURSCH!”

Free is the Student! thus they sing,
Their glasses all resounding;
Freedom, the fairest, noblest thing,
And here alone abounding!
So little birds may be alleged
Quite free at nestling ages;
But when King Fred believes you fledged,
You'll soon be clapped in cages.
So sucking bears are left alone,
To run about unguarded;
But when the rascals' teeth are grown,
They must be chained and warded.
Thus you that scorn a slave's estate
Shall find you've but delayed it:
Some shall be driven through the gate,
And some poor souls persuaded.
But, sir, if we give Freedom up,
We've stars of large dimensions;
And if we drink of slavery's cup,
Professorships and pensions.

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Dear Liberty! cries every tongue,
And echoes every rafter,
We'll sing about thee while we're young,
And live without thee after.
Bonn, June 1846.