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NOT with the splendors of the days of old	A
The spoil of nations and barbaric gold	A
No weapons wrested from the fields of blood	B
Where dark and stern the unyielding Roman stood	C
And the proud eagles of his cohorts saw	D
A world war wasted crouching to his law	D
Nor blazoned car nor banners floating gay	E
Like those which swept along the Appian Way	E
When to the welcome of imperial Rome	F
The victor warrior came in triumph home	F
And trumpet peal and shoutings wild and high	G
Stirred the blue quiet of the Italian sky	G
But calm and grateful prayerful and sincere	H
As Christian freemen only gathering here	I
We dedicate our fair and lofty Hall	J
Pillar and arch entablature and wall	J
As Virtue's shrine as Liberty's abode	K
Sacred to Freedom and to Freedom's God	L
Far statelier Halls 'neath brighter skies than these	M
Stood darkly mirrored in the gean seas	M
Pillar and shrine and life like statues seen	N
Graceful and pure the marble shafts between	N
Where glorious Athens from her rocky hill	O
Saw Art and Beauty subject to her will	O
And the chaste temple and the classic grove	P
The hall of sages and the bowers of love	Q
Arch fane and column graced the shores and gave	R
Their shadows to the blue Saronic wave	R
And statelier rose on Tiber's winding side	S
The Pantheon's dome the Coliseum's pride	S
The Capitol whose arches backward flung	T
The deep clear cadence of the Roman tongue	T
Whence stern decrees like words of fate went forth	U
To the awed nations of a conquered earth	V
Where the proud Caesars in their glory came	W
And Brutus lightened from his lips of flame	W
Yet in tire porches of Athena's halls	X
And in the shadow of her stately walls	X
Lurked the sad bondman and his tears of woe	Y
Wet the cold marble with unheeded flow	Y
And fetters clanked beneath the silver dome	F
Of the proud Pantheon of imperious Rome	F
Oh not for him the chained and stricken slave	R
By Tiber's shore or blue gina's wave	R
In the thronged forum or the sages' seat	Z
The bold lip pleaded and the warm heart beat	Z
No soul of sorrow melted at his pain	A2
No tear of pity rusted on his chain	A2
But this fair Hall to Truth and Freedom given	B2
Pledged to the Right before all Earth and Heaven	B2
A free arena for the strife of mind	C2
To caste or sect or color unconfined	C2
Shall thrill with echoes such as ne'er of old	A
From Roman hall or Grecian temple rolled	A
Thoughts shall find utterance such as never yet	D2
The Propylea or the Forum met	D2
Beneath its roof no gladiator's strife	E2
Shall win applauses with the waste of life	E2
No lordly lictor urge the barbarous game	W
No wanton Lais glory in her shame	W
But here the tear of sympathy shall flow	Y
As the ear listens to the tale of woe	Y
Here in stern judgment of the oppressor's wrong	F2
Shall strong rebukings thrill on Freedom's tongue	T
No partial justice hold th' unequal scale	G2
No pride of caste a brother's rights assail	G2
No tyrant's mandates echo from this wall	J
Holy to Freedom and the Rights of All	J
But a fair field where mind may close with mind	C2
Free as the sunshine and the chainless wind	C2
Where the high trust is fixed on Truth alone	H2
And bonds and fetters from the soul are thrown	H2
Where wealth and rank and worldly pomp and might	I2
Yield to the presence of the True and Right	I2
And fitting is it that this Hall should stand	J2
Where Pennsylvania's Founder led his band	J2
From thy blue waters Delaware to press	K2
The virgin verdure of the wilderness	L2
Here where all Europe with amazement saw	D
The soul's high freedom trammelled by no law	D
Here where the fierce and warlike forest men	M2
Gathered in peace around the home of Penn	M2
Awed by the weapons Love alone had given	B2
Drawn from the holy armory of Heaven	B2
Where Nature's voice against the bondman's wrong	F2
First found an earnest and indignant tongue	T
Where Lay's bold message to the proud was borne	N2
And Keith's rebuke and Franklin's manly scorn	N2
Fitting it is that here where Freedom first	O2
From her fair feet shook off the Old World's dust	P2
Spread her white pinions to our Western blast	Q2
And her free tresses to our sunshine cast	Q2
One Hall should rise redeemed from Slavery's ban	R2
One Temple sacred to the Rights of Man	R2
Oh if the spirits of the parted come	S2
Visiting angels to their olden home	F
If the dead fathers of the land look forth	U
From their fair dwellings to the things of earth	V
Is it a dream that with their eyes of love	Q
They gaze now on us from the bowers above	Q
Lay's ardent soul and Benezet the mild	T2
Steadfast in faith yet gentle as a child	T2
Meek hearted Woolman and that brother band	J2
The sorrowing exiles from their 'Father land '	U2
Leaving their homes in Krieshiem's bowers of vine	V2
And the blue beauty of their glorious Rhine	V2
To seek amidst our solemn depths of wood	C
Freedom from man and holy peace with God	L
Who first of all their testimonial gave	R
Against the oppressor for the outcast slave	R
Is it a dream that such as these look down	W2
And with their blessing our rejoicings crown	W2
Let us rejoice that while the pulpit's door	X2
Is barred against the pleaders for the poor	Y2
While the Church wrangling upon points of faith	Z2
Forgets her bondsmen suffering unto death	A3
While crafty Traffic and the lust of Gain	A2
Unite to forge Oppression's triple chain	A2
One door is open and one Temple free	B3
As a resting place for hunted Liberty	B3
Where men may speak unshackled and unawed	B3
High words of Truth for Freedom and for God	B3
And when that truth its perfect work hath done	B2
And rich with blessings o'er our land hath gone	C3
When not a slave beneath his yoke shall pine	V2
From broad Potomac to the far Sabine	N
When unto angel lips at last is given	B2
The silver trump of Jubilee in Heaven	B2
And from Virginia's plains Kentucky's shades	D3
And through the dim Floridian everglades	D3
Rises to meet that angel trumpet's sound	B3
The voice of millions from their chains unbound	B3
Then though this Hall be crumbling in decay	E
Its strong walls blending with the common clay	E
Yet round the ruins of its strength shall stand	B3
The best and noblest of a ransomed land	B3
Pilgrims like these who throng around the shrine	V2
Of Mecca or of holy Palestine	V2
A prouder glory shall that ruin own	H2
Than that which lingers round the Parthenon	E3
Here shall the child of after years be taught	B3
The works of Freedom which his fathers wrought	B3
Told of the trials of the present hour	F3
Our weary strife with prejudice and power	F3
How the high errand quickened woman's soul	G3
And touched her lip as with a living coal	G3
How Freedom's martyms kept their lofty faith	Z2
True and unwavering unto bonds and death	A3
The pencil's art shall sketch the ruined Hall	J
The Muses' garland crown its aged wall	J
And History's pen for after times record	B3
Its consecration unto Freedom's God	B3

John Greenleaf Whittier

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