GRANT me, indulgent Heaven, that I may live,
To see the miscreants feel the pains they give;
Deal Freedom's sacred treasures free as air,
Till Slave and Despot be but things that were.
Lines Inscribed In A Lady's Pocket Almanack
Robert Burns
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