Songs of Freedom
Songs of Freedom
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From out the storm The clean, red lightning leapt ! And lo ! a prostrate royal form . , .
And Alexander slept !
Down through the snow, all smoking warm, Like any blood, his crept.
Yea, one lay dead, for millions dead!
One red spot in the snow For one long damning line of red : While endless exiles go The babe at breast, the mothers head Bowed down t and dying so !
SONGS OF FREEDOM. 265 And did a woman do this deed ? Then build her scaffold high, That all may on her forehead read The martyr's ri...ght to die ! Ring Cossack round on royal steed I Now lift her to the sky !
But see I From out the black hood shines A light few look upon ! Lorn exiles, see, from dark deep mines, A star at burst of dawn / . . . A thud a creak of hangman's lines A frail shape jerked and drawn !
The Czar is dead ; the woman dead, About her neck a cord. In God's house rests his royal head, Hers in a place abhorr'd ; Yet I had rather have her bed Than thine, most royal lord !
Yea, rather be that woman dead Than thee, dead-living Czar, To hide in dread, with both hands red, Behind great bolt and bar You may control to the North Pole, But God still guides his star.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
From out the storm The clean, red lightning leapt ! And lo ! a prostrate royal form . , .
And Alexander slept !
Down through the snow, all smoking warm, Like any blood, his crept.
Yea, one lay dead, for millions dead!
One red spot in the snow For one long damning line of red : While endless exiles go The babe at breast, the mothers head Bowed down t and dying so !
SONGS OF FREEDOM. 265 And did a woman do this deed ? Then build her scaffold high, That all may on her forehead read The martyr's ri...ght to die ! Ring Cossack round on royal steed I Now lift her to the sky !
But see I From out the black hood shines A light few look upon ! Lorn exiles, see, from dark deep mines, A star at burst of dawn / . . . A thud a creak of hangman's lines A frail shape jerked and drawn !
The Czar is dead ; the woman dead, About her neck a cord. In God's house rests his royal head, Hers in a place abhorr'd ; Yet I had rather have her bed Than thine, most royal lord !
Yea, rather be that woman dead Than thee, dead-living Czar, To hide in dread, with both hands red, Behind great bolt and bar You may control to the North Pole, But God still guides his star.
What to read after Songs of Freedom?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Henry Stephens Salt to read onlineMoreLess
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