A song of liberty

Life may change, but it may fly not;

Hope may vanish, but can die not;

Truth be veiled, but still it burneth;

Love repulsed, - but it returneth!

Yet were life a charnel, where

Hope lay coffined with Despair;

Yet were Truth a sacred lie,

Love were lust --

If Liberty

Lent not life its soul of light,

Hope its iris of delight,

Truth its prophet's robe to wear,

Love its power to give and bear.