Poetry is unfallen speech. Paradise knew no other, for no other would suffice to answer the need of those ecstatic days of innocence.
ABRAHAM COLESFling out, fling out, with cheer and shout, To all the winds of Our Country’s Banner!
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Death separates, but it also unites. It reunites whom it separates.
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O loving woman, man’s fulfillment, sweet, Completing him not otherwise complete! How void and useless the sad remnant left Were he of her, his nobler part, bereft.
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Thee, Son Beloved! of plural Unity Essential part, made flesh that mad’st all worlds.
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Through the long lapse of ages, that so there might be An asylum for all in the Land of the Free.
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True love is humble, thereby is it known; Girded for service, seeking not its own; Vaunts not itself, but speaks in self-dispraise.
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He dares confront the time, And speak the truth, and give the world no rest No kingly threat can cowardize his breath, He with majestic step goes forth to meet his death.
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We hail the return of the day of thy birth, Fair Columbia! washed by the waves of two oceans Where men from the farthest dominions of earth Rear altars to Freedom, and pay their devotions;
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The rapturous touch of some divine surpriseFlash deep suffusion of celestial dyes
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The power to bind and loose to Truth is given: The mouth that speaks it is the mouth of Heaven
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The power, which in a sense belongs to none, Thus understood belongs to every one.
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Fling out, fling out, with cheer and shout, To all the winds of Our Country’s Banner!
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None of the prophets old, So lofty or so bold! No form of danger shakes his dauntless breast; In loneliness sublime
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When hands clasped hands, and lips to lips were pressed, And the heart’s secret was at once confessed?
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On eyes that watch as well as eyes that weep Descends the solemn mystery of sleep, Toiling and climbing to the very close
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Eternity! How know we but we stand On the precipitous and crumbling verge Of Time e’en now, Eternity below?
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