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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512759" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>France: An Ode</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512759" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">EXCERPT]	 <br>...<br> O Liberty ! with profitless endeavour<br>Have I pursued thee, many a weary hour ;<br> But thou nor swell'st the victor's strain, nor ever<br>Didst breathe thy soul in forms of human power.<br> Alike from all, howe'er they praise thee,<br> (Nor prayer, nor boastful name delays thee)<br> [Image]Alike from Priestcraft's harpy minions,<br> And factious Blasphemy's obscener slaves,<br> Thou speedest on thy subtle pinions,<br>The guide of homeless winds, and playmate of the waves !<br>And there I felt thee !--on that sea-cliff's verge,<br> Whose pines, scarce travelled by the breeze above,<br>Had made one murmur with the distant surge !<br>Yes, while I stood and gazed, my temples bare,<br>And shot my being through earth, sea, and air,<br> Possessing all things with intensest love,<br> O Liberty ! my spirit felt thee there.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Samuel+Taylor+Coleridge">Samuel Taylor Coleridge</a></strong></div>