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 France! from its grey dejection Make manifest the red Tempestuous resurrection Of thy most sacred head! Break thou the covering cerecloths; rise up from the dead.

And thou, whom sea-walls sever From lands unwalled with seas, Wilt thou endure for ever, O Milton’s England, these? Thou that wast his Republic, wilt thou clasp their knees?

These royalties rust-eaten, These worm-corroded lies, That keep thine head storm-beaten And sunlike strength of eyes From the open heaven and air of intercepted skies;

These princelings with gauze winglets That buzz in the air unfurled, These summer-swarming kinglets, These thin worms crowned and curled, That bask and blink and warm themselves about the world;