To thee our willing thanks we raise, IV. But thy chief seat, thy place of rest, V. At thy approach the startled mind Quakes, as before some stirring wind; And with glad pain, sets wide her door To the celestial visitor. VI. And, chased before thy presence pure, VII. Blithe fancies, morning birds that sing Around the soul's awakening; Pure loves are thine, and darings high, And frank and fearless purity. VIII. Before thy throne, a various band, IX. Our wills, O Freedom! are thine own, But we are scattered far apart, Feeble, and few, and faint of heart. X. Look on us, Goddess! chase away A living mansion, worthy thee! XI. Nor less in one our hearts unite XII. Against thee league the powers of wrong, The bigot's sword, the slanderer's tongue; And thy worst foe, the seeming wise, Veiling his hate in friendship's guise. XIII. But weak to thee the might of earth, And they thou lov'st shall triumph still, XIV. In vain before thine altars crowd The light, the sensual, and the proud : XV. Sustained by thee, untired we go Through doubt and fear, through care and woe; O'er rough and smooth we toil along, Led by thy far and lovely song. XVI. We will not shrink,- -we will not flee; Be thou but ours-come bliss, come woe! XVII. Awake, O Queen! we call thee not Where'er man lifts to heaven his brow, Q XVIII. Awake, O Queen! put forth that might XIX. By baffled hopes, by wrong, by scorn, RETROSPECTION. WHAT phantoms of the past in mystery sleep, Of age with images of rest and calm, The better Canaan's realm, the Solyma of light! H. L'on n'aime bien qu'une seule fois : c'est la premiere. Les amours qui suivent sont moins involontaires ! LA BRUYERE. I. How shall I woo her ?-I will stand Though sweet her song may be, A voice, whose every whispered word II. How shall I woo her?-I will gaze, On those blue eyes, whose liquid rays Though bright her own may beam, Will fling a deeper spell to-night |