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Poetry: The Beauty Of Liberty

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Frequently reprinted in 1830s and 1840s United States periodicals, including the Boston, MA antislavery newspaper The Liberator on May 31, 1839.

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"In all things thnt hnve benu:v, thre is nothing o man more comely thcn lüieity " - Milton. When the dance of the shadaws At the daybreak s done, And the cheeks uf the morning Are red with the snn; When he ainks in his glory At eve irom the view, And calis up the planet To blaze in the blue, There ia beuuty. But where is the beauty to sec, More proud than the sight of a nation whon free ? When the beautiful bend Of the bow is above, Like acollar of light On the bosom oi lovo When the moon in her mildneia Isfloating on high, Like a of silver Hung out in the 8ky; There is beauty. But earth hath no beauty to see, More proud than tho front of a naticn wheu free . In the depth of the darkness, Unvaried in hue, When the shadows nre veiling The breast of the blue; When the voice of the tempest At midnight 6 still, And the spirit of solitude Sobs on the hill, There is beauty. Bat where is the beauty to aze, Like the broad beaming brow of a nation when free In the breath of the morning When nature's awake, And calis up tho chorus To chant of the break; In the voice of the echo Unbound in the woods, In the warbling of etreama And the foamiïig of floods; There is beauty. But where is tho beauty to $ee, Like thethïrce hallow'd sight of a nation that'ofrue When the striving of surges Is mad on 'lic niain, Like the charge o: a column Of plumes on ihe plain; When the thunder is up From his cloud erad led sleep And he tempest is treading The iath ot'the dcep; There is beauty. Bui wiiere is the beauty tö see Like ihe sun-briilióUit brow of a nation when iret!