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 Not the noblest acts can be true solutions;
 * The soul must be sated before the eye,

Else the passionate glory of revolutions
 * Shall pass like the flames that flash and die.

But forever the gain when the heart's convictions,
 * Rooted in nature the masses lead;

The cries of rebellion are benedictions
 * When the Word has flowered in a perfect Deed.