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Poem by Alfred Tennyson


Of old sat Freedom on the heights,
    The thunders breaking at her feet;
Above her shook the starry lights;
    She heard the torrent meet.

There in her place she did rejoice,
    Self-gatherd in her prophet-mind,
But fragments of her mighty voice
    Came rolling on the wind.

Then stepped she down thro town and field
    To mingle with the human race,
And part by part to men reveald
    The fullness of her face 

Grave mother of majestic works,
    From her isle-altar gazing down,
Who, Godlike, grasps the triple forks,
    And, king-like, wears the crown,

Her open eyes desire the truth.
    The wisdom of a thousand years
Is in them. May perpetual youth
    Keep dry their light from tears;

That her fair form may stand and shine,
    Make bright our days and light our dreams,
Turning to scorn with lips divine
    To falsehood of extremes.


Alfred Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson's other poems:
  1. The Cock
  2. The Lord of Burleigh
  3. The Beggar Maid
  4. Epitaph on General Gordon
  5. To The Rev. F. D. Maurice

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • George Russell Freedom ("I WILL not follow you, my bird")
  • Ambrose Bierce Freedom ("Freedom, as every schoolboy knows")
  • Helen Jackson Freedom ("WHAT freeman knoweth freedom? Never he")

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