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Post by Tamrin on May 20, 2013 6:52:46 GMT 10
TO TOUSSAINT L'OUVERTURESonnet by William Wordsworth TOUSSAINT, the most unhappy of men! Whether the whistling Rustic tend his plough Within thy hearing, or thy head be now Pillowed in some deep dungeon's earless den; - O miserable Chieftain! where and when Wilt thou find patience? Yet die not; do thou Wear rather in thy bonds a cheerful brow: Though fallen thyself, never to rise again, Live, and take comfort. Thou hast left behind Powers that will work for thee; air, earth, and skies; There's not a breathing of the common wind That will forget thee; thou hast great allies; Thy friends are exultations, agonies, And love, and man's unconquerable mind.(Bro. General L'Ouverture, leader of the Haitian Revolution, was born this day in 1743)
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