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Love thou thy land, with love far-brought

From out the storied Past, and used

Within the Present, but transfused Thro’ future time by power of thought.

True love turn'd round on fixed poles,

Love, that endures not sordid ends,

For English natures, freemen, friends, Thy brothers and immortal souls.

But pamper not a hasty time,

Nor feed with crude imaginings

The herd, wild hearts and feeble wings, That every sophister can lime.

Deliver not the tasks of might

To weakness, neither hide the ray

From those, not blind, who wait for day, Though sitting girt with doubtful light.

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Make Knowledge circle with the winds;

But let her herald, Reverence, fly

Before her to whatever sky
Bear seed of men or growth of minds.

Watch what main-currents draw the years:

Cut Prejudice against the grain :

But gentle words are always gain : Regard the weakness of thy peers :

Nor toil for title, place, or touch

Of pension, neither count on praise :
It

grows to guerdon after-days : Nor deal in watchwords overmuch ; .

Not clinging to some ancient saw ;

Not master'd by some modern term ;

Not swift nor slow to change, but firm : And in its season bring the law;

That from Discussion's lip may fall

With Life, that, working strongly, binds -
Set in all lights by many minds,

To close the interests of all.

For Nature also, cold and warm,

And moist and dry, devising long,
Thro' many agents making strong,

Matures the individual form.

Meet is it changes should control

Our being, lest we rust in ease.

We all are changed by still degrees, All but the basis of the soul.

So let the change which comes be free

To ingroove itself with that, which flies,

And work, a joint of state, that plies Its office, moved with sympathy.

A saying, hard to shape in act;

For all the past of Time reveals

A bridal dawn of thunder-peals, Wherever Thought hath wedded Fact.

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Ev'n now we hear with inward strife

A motion toiling in the gloom

The Spirit of the years to come Yearning to mix himself with Life.

A slow-develop'd strength awaits

Completion in a painful school ;

Phantoms of other forms of rule, New Majesties of mighty States

The warders of the growing hour,

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hard to mark ; And round them sea and air are dark

But vague

With great contrivances of Power.

Of many changes, aptly join'd,

Is bodied forth the second whole.

Regard gradation, lest the soul Of Discord race the rising wind;

A wind to puff your idol-fires,

And heap their ashes on the head ;

To shame the boasting words, we said, That we are wiser than our sires.

Oh yet, if Nature's evil star

Drive men in manhood, as in youth,

To follow flying steps of Truth
Across the brazen bridge of war -

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VOL. I.

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