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Carmen Saeculare
Carmen Saeculare (1901), PDF p. 30
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The price of your freedom—I claim it !
Your aid to make other men free !
Your strength—I defy you to shame it !
Your peace—I defy it to be
Dishonoured ! Arise and proclaim it
From sea unto sea !
From Ireland the voice of the dying,
The murdered, the starved, the exiled,
In hope to your freedom is crying
A dolorous note and a wild :
“ Your star-bestrewn banner is flying,
And ours—is defiled.”
From Ind—shall her summons awaken ?
Her voices are those of the dead !
By famine and cholera shaken,
By taxes and usury bled,
In the hour of her torture forsaken,
Stones given for bread !
In Africa women are fighting
Their homes and their freedom to hold.
Young children and graybeards, delighting
To die for their country of old !
For the ravenous lion is smiting
A stroke for their gold.
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