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Yet, who can help loving the land that has taught us
Six hundred and eighty-five ways to dress eggs?
Moore—Fudge Family. 8.
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| text = <poem>Have the French for- friends, but not for neighbors.
Emperor Nicephorus (803) while treating with ambassadors of Charlemagne.
On connoit en France 685 manieres differentes d'accommoder les ceufs.
One knows in France 685 different ways of preparing eggs.
De la Reyniere.
Ye sons of France, awake to glory!
Hark! Hark! what myriads bid you rise!
Your children, wives, and grandsires hoary,
Behold their tears and hear their cries!
Rouget de Lisle—The Marseilles Hymn. (1792)
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| text = <poem>Une natione de singes a larynx de parroquets.
A nation of monkeys with the throat of parrots.
Sieyes—Note to Mirabeau. (Of France.)
FRAUD
The first and worst of all frauds is to cheat one's self.
Bailey—F estus. Sc. Anywhere.
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success
The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply,
Discovered in his fraud, thrown from his hope.
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| work = Paradise Regained. Bk. IV. L. 1.
So glistered the dire Snake, and into fraud
Led Eve, our credulous mother, to the Tree
Of Prohibition, root of all our woe.
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| work = Paradise Lost.
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| text = <poem>Some cursed fraud
Of enemy hath beguiled thee, yet unknown,
And me with thee hath ruined.
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| work = Paradise Lost.
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His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth.
Two Gentlemen of Verona. Act II. Sc. 7. L. 78.
FREEDOM
Freedom all solace to man gives:
He lives at ease that freely lives.
John Barbour—The Bruce. Bk. I. 225.
Whose service is perfect freedom.
Book of Common Prayer. Collect for Peace.
... for righteous monarchs,
Justly to judge, with their own eyes should see;
To rule o'er freemen, should themselves be free.
Henry Brooke—Earl of Essex. Act I.
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| text = <poem>Here the free spirit of mankind, at length,
Throws its last fetters off; and who shall place
A limit to the giant's unchained strength,
Or curb his swiftness in the forward race?
Bryant—The Ages. XXXIII.
Hereditary bondsmen! Know ye not
Who would be free themselves must strike the
blow?
Byron—CMde Harold. Canto II. St. 76.
Yet, Freedom! yet thy banner, torn, but flying,
Streams like the thunder-storm against the wind.
Byron—Childe Harold. Canto IV. St. 98.
For Freedom's battle once begun,
Bequeath'd by bleeding sire to son,
Though baffled oft is ever won.
BYRON-^GiaoMr. L. 123.
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| text = Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea!
Jehovah hath triumphed—his people are free.
Byron—Sacred Songs. Sound the loud Timbrel.
Hope for a season bade the world farewell,
And Freedom shrieked as Kosciusko fell!
O'er Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow.
Campbell—Pleasures of Hope. L. 381.
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| text = <poem>England may as well dam up the waters of the Nile with bulrushes as to fetter the step of
Freedom, more proud and firm in this youthful
land than where she treads the sequestered glens
of Scotland, or couches herself among the magnificent mountains of Switzerland.
Lydia Maria Child—Supposititious Speech of
James Otis. The Rebels. Ch. W.
Nulla enim minantis auctoritas apud liberos
est.
To freemen, threats are impotent.
Cicero—Epistles. XI. 3.
what a loud and fearful shriek was there!
Ah me! they view'd beneath an hireling's sword
Fallen Kosciusco.
Colebjdge—Sonnet
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| text = <poem>No, Freedom has a thousand charms to show
That slaves, howe'er contented, never know.
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| work = Table Talk. L. 260.
He is the freeman whom the truth makes free,
And all are slaves besides.
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| work = Task. Bk. V. L. 733.
want free life, and I want fresh air;
And I sigh for the canter after the cattle,
The crack of the whip like shots in battle,
The medley of horns, and hoofs, and heads
That wars, and wrangles, and scatters and
spreads;
The green beneath and the blue above,
And dash, and danger, and life and love.
F. Desprez—Lasca.
I am as free as nature first made man,
Ere the base laws of servitude began,
When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
Dryden—Conquest of Granada. Act I. Sc. 1.
