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CANADIAN
BALLADS,
AND
OCCASIONAL VERSES.
By
Thomas D’Arcy McGee
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INDEPENDENCE.
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I.
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Let Fortune frown and foes increase,
And Life’s long battle know no peace;
Give me to wear upon my breast
The object of my early quest—
Undimm’d, unbroken, and unchang’d,
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The talisman I sought and gain’d—
The jewel, Independence! |
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II.
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It feeds with fire my flagging heart
To act by all a fearless part;
It irrigates like summer rain
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The thirsty furrows of my brain;
Through years and cares my sun and star,
A present help—a hope afar—
The jewel, Independence! |
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III.
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Rob me of all the joys of sense,
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Curse me with all but impotence;
Fling me upon an ocean oar,
Cast me upon a savage shore;
Slay me! but own above my bier:
“The man now gone, still held while here,
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The jewel, Independence!”
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