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LIBERTY ENLIGHTENING THE WORLD

Her children crouched forlorn,

Ere on the western steep

I sprang to height, reborn:

Then what a joyous shout

The quickened lands gave out,

And all the choir of morn

Sang anthems deep.

The New World to the Old

My sword and summons sent,

My azure flag unrolled:

The Old World's hands renew

Their strength; the form ye view

Came from a living mould

In glory blent.

Tell of the storms ye met,

Enter! fear not the bars

Across your pathway set;

Enter at Freedom's porch,

For you I lift my torch,

For you my coronet

Is rayed with stars.

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