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Last Line: A subject, not a slave!
Subject(s): Love – Nature Of


Ere with cold beads of midnight dew
''aHad mingled tears of thine,
I grieved, fond Youth! that thou shouldst sue
''aTo haughty Geraldine.
Immoveable by generous sighs,
''aShe glories in a train
Who drag, beneath our native skies,
''aAn oriental chain.
Pine not like them with arms across,
''aForgetting in thy care
How the fast-rooted trees can toss
''aTheir branches in mid air.
The humblest rivulet will take
''aIts own wild liberties;
And, every day, the imprisoned lake
''aIs flowing in the breeze.
Then crouch no more on suppliant knee,
''aBut scorn with scorn outbrave;
A Briton, even in love, should be
''aA subject, not a slave!





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