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“Thy line, that have struggled for freedom with Bruce,
Shall heroes and patriots ever produce:
So thine be the laurel, and mine be the bay;
The field thou hast won, by yon bright god of day!”...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert



...conquered world. 



LEANDER. 
And here fair freedom shall forever reign. 
I see a train, a glorious train appear, 
Of Patriots plac'd in equal fame with those 
Who nobly fell for Athens or for Rome. 
The sons of Boston resolute and brave 
The firm supporters of our injur'd rights, 
Shall lose their splendours in the brighter beams 
Of patriots fam'd and heroes yet unborn. 



ACASTO. 
'Tis but the morning of the world with us 
And Science yet but sheds her orient rays. 
I s...Read more of this...
by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...same design.
The best, and of the princes some were such,
Who thought the pow'r of monarchy too much:
Mistaken men, and patriots in their hearts;
Not wicked, but seduc'd by impious arts.
By these the springs of property were bent,
And wound so high, they crack'd the government.
The next for interest sought t'embroil the state,
To sell their duty at a dearer rate;
And make their Jewish markets of the throne;
Pretending public good, to serve their own.
Others thought kings an u...Read more of this...
by Dryden, John
...iefly to my council call 
The wisdom of the cautious Frank — 
And some to higher thoughts aspire, 
The last of Lambro's patriots there [35] 
Anticipated freedom share; 
And oft around the cavern fire 
On visionary schemes debate, 
To snatch the Rayahs from their fate. [36] 
So let them ease their hearts with prate 
Of equal rights, which man ne'er knew; 
I have a love of freedom too. 
Ay! let me like the ocean-Patriarch roam, [37] 
Or only known on land the Tartar's home! [38...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...eary lies in fertile ground,
And songs and spears throughout the years
Rise up where patriot graves are found.
Immortal patriots newly dead
And ye that bled in bygone years,
What banners rise before your eyes?
What is the tune that greets your ears?
The young Republic's banners smile
For many a mile where troops convene.
O'Connell Street is loudly sweet
With strains of Wearing of the Green.
The soil of Ireland throbs and glows
With life that knows the hour is here
To strike a...Read more of this...
by Kilmer, Joyce



...feet upon the ashes and the rags—its hands tight to the throats of kings. 

O hope and faith! 
O aching close of exiled patriots’ lives!
O many a sicken’d heart! 
Turn back unto this day, and make yourselves afresh. 

And you, paid to defile the People! you liars, mark! 
Not for numberless agonies, murders, lusts, 
For court thieving in its manifold mean forms, worming from his simplicity the poor
 man’s
 wages,
For many a promise sworn by royal lips, and broken, and laugh’d ...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...ot all his time was lost on;
He fortified the town of Boston,
Built breastworks, that might lend assistance
To keep the patriots at a distance;
For howsoe'er the rogues might scoff,
He liked them best the farthest off;
Works of important use to aid
His courage, when he felt afraid,
And whence right off, in manful station,
He'd boldly pop his proclamation.
Our hearts must in our bosoms freeze,
At such heroic deeds as these."


"Vain," said the 'Squire, "you'll find to sneer
At...Read more of this...
by Trumbull, John
...nker quits his moulds and doxies,
To cast assembly-men and proxies.
From dunghills deep of blackest hue,
Your dirt-bred patriots spring to view,
To wealth and power and honors rise,
Like new-wing'd maggots changed to flies,
And fluttering round in high parade,
Strut in the robe, or gay cockade.
See Arnold quits, for ways more certain,
His bankrupt-perj'ries for his fortune,
Brews rum no longer in his store,
Jockey and skipper now no more,
Forsakes his warehouses and docks,
An...Read more of this...
by Trumbull, John
...Where equal wit and valour join!
This, this is he--the famed Burgoyne!
Who pawn'd his honor and commission,
To coax the patriots to submission,
By songs and balls secure allegiance,
And dance the ladies to obedience.
Oft his Camp-Muses he'll parade
At Boston in the grand blockade;
And well inspired with punch of arrack,
Hold converse sweet in tent or barrack,
Aroused to more poetic passion,
Both by his theme and situation.
For genius works more strong and clear
When close con...Read more of this...
by Trumbull, John
...this colossal talisman
Kindly to creature, blood, and kind,
And speechless to the master's mind?

I thought to find the patriots
In whom the stock of freedom roots.
To myself I oft recount
Tales of many a famous mount.—
Wales, Scotland, Uri, Hungary's dells,
Roys, and Scanderbegs, and Tells.
Here now shall nature crowd her powers,
Her music, and her meteors,
And, lifting man to the blue deep
Where stars their perfect courses keep,
Like wise preceptor lure his eye
To sound the...Read more of this...
by Emerson, Ralph Waldo
..., die with eyes turned away,
And no last word to say !

XV.
Both boys dead ? but that's out of nature. We all
Have been patriots, yet each house must always keep one.
'Twere imbecile, hewing out roads to a wall ;
And, when Italy 's made, for what end is it done
If we have not a son ?

XVI.
Ah, ah, ah ! when Gaeta's taken, what then ?
When the fair wicked queen sits no more at her sport
Of the fire-balls of death crashing souls out of men ?
When the guns of Cavalli with final ...Read more of this...
by Browning, Elizabeth Barrett
...every harsher thought suppress'd,
And sacred be the last long rest.
Here, where the end of earthly things
Lays heroes, patriots, bards, and kings;
Where stiff the hand, and still the tongue,
Of those who fought, and spoke, and sung;
Here, where the fretted vaults prolong
The distant notes of holy song,
As if some angel spoke agen,
'All peace on earth, good-will to men';
If ever from an English heart,
O, here let prejudice depart,
And, partial feeling cast aside,
Record that ...Read more of this...
by Scott, Sir Walter
...iefly to my council call 
The wisdom of the cautious Frank — 
And some to higher thoughts aspire, 
The last of Lambro's patriots there [35] 
Anticipated freedom share; 
And oft around the cavern fire 
On visionary schemes debate, 
To snatch the Rayahs from their fate. [36] 
So let them ease their hearts with prate 
Of equal rights, which man ne'er knew; 
I have a love of freedom too. 
Ay! let me like the ocean-Patriarch roam, [37] 
Or only known on land the Tartar's home! [38...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...at mother wails her son,
     For me that widow's mate expires,
     For me that orphans weep their sires,
     That patriots mourn insulted laws,
     And curse the Douglas for the cause.
     O let your patience ward such ill,
     And keep your right to love me still!'
     XXIX.

     The crowd's wild fury sunk again
     In tears, as tempests melt in rain.
     With lifted hands and eyes, they prayed
     For blessings on his generous head
     Who for his c...Read more of this...
by Scott, Sir Walter
...e Cross 
Or risk a life with little loss, 
Secure in Paradise to be 
By Houris loved immortally: 
Nor his, what burning patriots feel, 
The stern exaltedness of zeal, 
Profuse of blood, untired in toil, 
When battling on the parent soil. 
He stood alone — a renegade 
Against the country he betray'd. 
He stood alone amidst his band, 
Without a trusted heart or hand: 
They follow'd him, for he was brave, 
And great the spoil he got and gave; 
They crouch'd to him, for he had sk...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...
a hymn that resounded like the hum of the sea 
inside a sea cave, as their knees turned to stone, 
while the bodies of patriots were melting down walls 
still crusted with mute outcries of La Revolucion! 
"San Salvador, pray for us,St. Thomas, San Domingo, 
ora pro nobis, intercede for us, Sancta Lucia 
of no eyes," and when the circular chaplet 
reached the last black bead of Sancta Trinidad 
they began again, their knees drilled into stone, 
where Colon had begun, with San...Read more of this...
by Walcott, Derek
...ng actor on the stage:
Nor his, who patient stands till his feet throb,
And his head thumps, to feed upon the breath
Of patriots, bursting with heroic rage,
Or placemen, all tranquility and smiles.
This folio of four pages, happy work!
Which not ev'n critics criticise; that holds
Inquisitive attention, while I read,
Fast bound in chains of silence, which the fair,
Though eloquent themselves, yet fear to break;
What is it, but a map of busy life,
Its fluctuations, and its vast...Read more of this...
by Cowper, William
...They hold their public meetings where
Our most renowned patriots stand,
One among the birds of the air,
A stumpier on either hand;
And all the popular statesmen say
That purity built up the State
And after kept it from decay;
And let all base ambition be,
For intellect would make us proud
And pride bring in impurity:
The three old rascals laugh aloud....Read more of this...
by Yeats, William Butler
...him in the noble race,And placed him in a sphere of fame so high,That other patriots fill'd a lower sky.Even those ungrateful lands that seal'd his doomRecall'd the hanish'd man to rescue Rome.Torquains nigh, a sterner spectre stood,His fasces all besmear'd with filial blood:He childless to the shades resolved to go,<...Read more of this...
by Petrarch, Francesco
...the field
Where I expire, your doom is seal'd."
The Gull-King hears the awakening call,
He hath summon'd his Peers and Patriots all,
And he asks, "Ye noble Gulls, shall we
Stand basely by at the fall of the Free,
Nor utter a curse, nor deal a blow?"
And they answer, with voice of thunder, "No."


Out fly their flashing swords in the air! -
But, -- why do they rest suspended there?
What sudden blight, what baleful charm,
Hath chill'd each eye and check'd each arm?
Alas! some ...Read more of this...
by Moore, Thomas

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