Riches I hold in light esteem, br And love I laugh to scorn; br And lust of fame was but a dream br That vanish'd with the morn: br br And if I pray, the only prayer br That moves my lips for me br Is, "Leave the heart that now I bear, br And give me liberty!" br br Yes, as my swift days near their goal, br 'Tis all that I implore: br In life and death a chainless soul, br With courage to endure.