The Poetical Works of Ebenezer Elliott Edited by his Son Edwin Elliott ... A New and Revised Edition: Two Volumes |
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[Free Trade, like religion, hath doctrines of love]
Free Trade, like religion, hath doctrines of love,
And the promise of plenty and health;
It proclaims, while the angels look down from above,
The marriage of Labour and Wealth.
And the promise of plenty and health;
It proclaims, while the angels look down from above,
The marriage of Labour and Wealth.
Free Trade, like religion, hath doctrines of peace,
Universal as God's vital air;
And, throned o'er doom'd evil, he hails its increase,
While his enemies only despair.
Universal as God's vital air;
And, throned o'er doom'd evil, he hails its increase,
While his enemies only despair.
By all who their blood on Truth's altars resign'd,
To enfranchise a sin-fetter'd race!
Our sons shall be freed from the curse of the blind,
And redeem'd from the bonds of the base.
To enfranchise a sin-fetter'd race!
Our sons shall be freed from the curse of the blind,
And redeem'd from the bonds of the base.
The ark of our triumph, far, far as seas roll,
Shall ride o'er the wealth-freighted waves;
The chain'd of the drones be the chainless in soul,
And tyrants made men by their slaves.
Shall ride o'er the wealth-freighted waves;
The chain'd of the drones be the chainless in soul,
And tyrants made men by their slaves.
The hall of our fathers, with heav'n for its dome,
And the steps of its portals the sea—
Of labour and comfort will then be the home,
And the temple where worship the Free.
And the steps of its portals the sea—
Of labour and comfort will then be the home,
And the temple where worship the Free.
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