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TO THE FOURTH OF JULY



Behold, the dark clouds melt away
That gathered thick at night and hung
So likea gloomy pall above the earth!
Before thy magic touch the world
Awakes. The birds in chorus sing
The flowers raise their star-like crowns,
Dew-set, and wave thee welcome fair.
The lakes are opening wide, in love,
Their hundred thousand lotus-eyes
To welcome thee with all their depth.
All hail to thee, thou lord of light!
A welcome now to thee today,
O sun! Today thou sheddest liberty!



Bethink thee how the world did wait
And search for thee, through time and climb!
Some gave up home and love of friends
And went in quest of thee, self-banished,
Through dreary oceans, through primeval forests,
Each step a struggle for their life or death;
Then came the day when work bore fruit,
And worship, love, and sacrifice,
Fullfilled, accepted, and complete.
Then thou, propitious, rose to shed
The light of freedom on mankind.


Move on, O lord, in thy resistless path,
Till thy high noon o'erspeads the world,
Till every land reflects thy light,
Till men and women, with uplifted head,
Behold their shackles broken and know
In springing joy their life renewed!


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