To William E. Channing.

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

　　

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The pages of thy book I read,And as I closed each one,My heart, responding, ever said,"Servant of God! well done!"Well done! Thy words are great and bold;At times they seem to me,Like Luther's, in the days of old,Half-battles for the free.[Pg 10]Go on, until this land revokesThe old and chartered Lie,The feudal curse, whose whips and yokesInsult humanity.A voice is ever at thy sideSpeaking in tones of might,Like the prophetic voice, that criedTo John in Patmos, "Write!"Write! and tell out this bloody tale;Record this dire eclipse,This Day of Wrath, this Endless Wail,This dread Apocalypse!

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