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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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Breath Confront Coward Dare Speak Time Truth
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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Complete Fulfilment How Loving Sweet Useless Women
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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Climbing Eye Mystery Night Sleep Weep
I value science–none can prize it more, It gives ten thousand motives to adore: Be it religious, as it ought to be, The heart it humbles, and it bows the knee.
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Heart Motive Prize Religious Science Thousand Value
Where our fathers in fight, nobly strove for the Right, Struck down their fierce foemen or put them to flight
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Father Fight Foemen Nobly Strove Stuck
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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Ages Asylum Free Land Lapse
When hands clasped hands, and lips to lips were pressed, And the heart’s secret was at once confessed?
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Clasped Hand Heart Lip Pressed Secret
Death separates, but it also unites. It reunites whom it separates.
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Death Despite Reunite Separate Unite
Within a bony labrinthean cave, Reached by the pulse of the aerial wave, This sibyl, sweet, and Mystic Sense is found, Muse, that presides o’er all the Powers of Sound.
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Aerial Bony Cave Labrinthean Loss Mystic Pulse Sense Sweet
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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Birth Columbia Father Freedom Hail Ocean Return
O, beautiful and grand, My own, my native land! Of thee I boast: Great empire of the west, The dearest and the best, Made up of all the rest, I love thee most.
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Beautiful Country Empire Land Native West
O most illustrious of the days of time! Day full of joy and benison to earth When Thou wast born, sweet Babe of Bethlehem!
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Angel Babe Born Christmas Illustrious Sweet Time
Be every bar, and every star, Displayed in full and glorious manner! Blow, zephyrs, blow, keep the dear ensign flying! Blow, zephyrs, sweetly mournful, sighing, sighing, sighing!
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Bar Blow Display Ensign Glorious Manner Star Zephyr
Fling out, fling out, with cheer and shout, To all the winds of Our Country’s Banner!
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Banner Cheer Country Filling Shout Star
The rapturous touch of some divine surpriseFlash deep suffusion of celestial dyes
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Divine Rapturous Suffusion Surprise Touch
Thee, Son Beloved! of plural Unity Essential part, made flesh that mad’st all worlds.
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Beloved Flesh Plural Unity World
Eternity! How know we but we stand On the precipitous and crumbling verge Of Time e’en now, Eternity below?
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Crumbling Eternity Know Precipitous Stand Verse
Poetry is unfallen speech. Paradise knew no other, for no other would suffice to answer the need of those ecstatic days of innocence.
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Answer Need Paradise Unfallen Poetry Speech Suffice
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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Bold Breast Courage Dauntless Giving Loneliness
Words are freeborn, and not the vassals of the gruff tyrants of prose to do their bidding only. They have the same right to dance and sing as the dewdrops have to sparkle and the stars to shine.
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Bidding Freedom Shining Star Tyrant Vassal
With dazzling pomp descending angels sung Good will and peace to men, to God due praise, Who on the errand of salvation sent
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Dazzling Due God Good Pomp Praise Sund
The grave, where sets the orb of being, sets To rise, ascend, and culminate above Eternity’s horizon evermore.
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Above Ascend Culminate Eternity Evermore Horizon
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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Girded Humble Love Self True Vaunt
The power, which in a sense belongs to none, Thus understood belongs to every one.
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Belong One Power Sense Understood
The weary Body, longing for repose, On the gained level of the day’s ascent, Halts for the night and pitches there its tent.
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Ascent Body Day Gained Longing Night Pitch Repose
Taking our stand on the immovable rock of Christ’s character we risk nothing in saying that the wine of miracle answered to the wine of nature, and was not intoxicating.
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Apology Character Immovable Miracle Wine
The power to bind and loose to Truth is given: The mouth that speaks it is the mouth of Heaven
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Bind Heaven Loose Mouth Power Truth

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