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Void of all hate or terror--made them start;

For, as with gentle accents he addressed

His speech to them, on each unwilling heart

Unusual awe did fall -a spirit-quelling dart.


"Ye Princes of the Earth, ye
sit aghast
Amid the ruin which yourselves have

From pain and fear! But evil casts
a shade

Which cannot pass so soon, and Hate must be

The nurse and parent still of an ill pro



"Ye turn to Heaven for aid in your

Alas! that ye, the mighty and the

Who, if ye dared, might not aspire
to less

Yes, Desolation heard your trumpet's It must be love and joy, for they immortal seem.


And sprang from sleep!-dark
Terror has obeyed

Your bidding. Oh that I, whom
ye have made

Your foe, could set my dearest enemy free

Than ye conceive of power, should
fear the lies

Which thou, and thou, didst frame
for mysteries

To blind your slaves:-consider your
own thought,

An empty and a cruel sacrifice

Ye now prepare for a vain idol wrought Out of the fears and hate which vain desires have brought.


"Ye seek for happiness-alas the day!

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Ye seek for peace, and, when ye die, to dream

No evil dreams: all mortal things are cold

And senseless then; if aught survive,

I deem


"Fear not the future, weep not for the past.

Oh could I win your ears to dare be now

Glorious and great and calm! that ye would cast

Into the dust those symbols of your


Purple and gold and steel! that ye would go

Proclaiming to the nations whence ye


That Want and Plague and Fear from slavery flow;

And that mankind is free, and that the shame

Of royalty and faith is lost in freedom's fame!


"If thus, 'tis well: if not, I come to say

That Laon-" while the Stranger spoke, among

The council sudden tumult and affray Arose, for many of those warriors young

Had on his eloquent accents fed and hung

Like bees on mountain-flowers: they knew the truth,

And from their thrones in vindication sprung;

The men of faith and law then without ruth

Drew forth their secret steel, and stabbed each ardent youth.


They stabbed them in the back, and sneered a slave

Who stood behind the throne those

corpses drew


Each to its bloody, dark, and secret It draws the milk of Power in Wisdom's

fullest flow.


And one more daring raised his
steel anew

To pierce the Stranger.
hast thou to do



That voice unstrung his sinews, and
he threw

With me, poor wretch?"

solemn, and severe,


His dagger on the ground, and, pale
with fear,
Sate silently-his voice then did the
Stranger rear.

A book of blood, whence in a

milder day

Men shall learn truth, when ye are
wrapped in clay :

Now ye shall triumph.

I am Laon's


Where, though with rudest rites,
Freedom and Truth

Are worshipped. From a glorious
Mother's breast

Who, since high Athens fell, among
the rest

Sate like the Queen of Nations, but in woe,

And him to your revenge will I

So ye concede one easy boon. Attend! For now I speak of things which ye can apprehend.


"There is a People mighty in its youth, A land beyond the Oceans of the West,

By inbred monsters outraged and oppressed,

Turns to her chainless child for succour


"It doth avail not that I weep for yeYe cannot change, since ye are old and gray,

And ye have chosen your lot-your The multitudinous Earth shall sleep be

fame must be

neath thy shade.


"That land is like an eagle whose young gaze

Feeds on the noontide beam, whose golden plume

Floats moveless on the storm, and in the blaze

Of sunrise gleams when Earth is wrapped in gloom;

An epitaph of glory for the tomb Of murdered Europe may thy fame be made,

Great People! As the sands shalt thou become;

Thy growth is swift as morn when night must fade ;


"Yes, in the desert, then, is built a home

For Freedom! Genius is made strong to rear

The monuments of man beneath the dome

Of a new Heaven; myriads assemble there

Whom the proud lords of man, in rage or fear,

Drive from their wasted homes: the boon I pray

Is this that Cythna shall be convoyed there,

Nay, start not at the name-America! And then to you this night Laon will I betray.



'With me do what you will.
your foe!"

The light of such a joy as makes
the stare

Of hungry snakes like living emeralds

Shone in a hundred human eyes.--
"Where, where

Is Laon? Haste fly drag him
swiftly here!

We grant thy boon.". "I put no Laon-exempt alone from mortal hopes

trust in ye;

and fears.

Swear by the Power ye dread.”.
"We swear, we swear!"

The Stranger threw his vest back suddenly,

I am

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Its pale eyes then; and lo! the long array

Of guards in golden arms, and priests beside,

Singing their bloody hymns, whose garbs betray

The blackness of the faith it seems to hide ;

And see the Tyrant's gem-wrought chariot glide

Among the gloomy cowls and glittering spears

A Shape of light is sitting by his side, A child most beautiful. I' the midst



His head and feet are bare, his hands are bound

Behind with heavy chains, yet none do wreak

Their scoffs on him, though myriads throng around;

There are no sneers upon his lip which speak

That scorn or hate has made him bold; his cheek Resolve has not turned pale-his eyes

are mild

And calm, and, like the morn about to break,

Smile on mankind-his heart seems reconciled

To all things and itself, like a reposing



Tumult was in the soul of all beside, Ill joy, or doubt, or fear; but those who saw

Their tranquil victim pass felt wonder glide

Into their brain, and became calm with awe.

See, the slow pageant near the pile doth draw.

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