Frances Ellen Watkins Harper - President Lincoln's Proclamation Of Freedom

Frances Ellen Watkins Harper - President Lincoln's Proclamation Of Freedom

IT shall flash through coming ages; br It shall light the distant years; br And eyes now dim with sorrow br Shall be clearer through their tears. br br It shall flush the mountain ranges; br And the valleys shall grow bright; br It shall bathe the hills in radiance, br And crown their brows with light. br br It shall flood with golden splendor br All the huts of Caroline, br And the sun-kissed brow of labor br With lustre new shall shine. br br It shall gild the gloomy prison, br Darken'd by the nation's crime, br Where the dumb and patient millions br Wait the better coming time. br br By the light that gilds their prison, br They shall seize its mould'ring key, br And the bolts and bars shall vibrate br With the triumphs of the free. br br Like the dim and ancient chaos, br Shrinking from the dawn of light, br Oppression, grim and hoary, br Shall cower at the sight. br br And her spawn of lies and malice br Shall grovel in the dust, br While joy shall thrill the bosoms br Of the merciful and just. br br Though the morning seemed to linger br O'er the hill-tops far away, br Now the shadows bear the promise br Of the quickly coming day. br br Soon the mists and murky shadows br Shall be fringed with crimson light, br And the glorious dawn of freedom br Break refulgent on the sight.


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