DASTARDLY slaves! and is it—can it be, That men who @3might@1 have burst their bonds of shame, Have lightly thus abandoned their proud aim, Fixed their own fetters and @3would not@1 be free! What, basely bend again a servile knee! What, crouch before the conqueror's path in tame, Submission! Ye, who dared to breathe the name, The ennobling name of divine Liberty! O Italy! who groaning 'neath the sway Of unresisted tyranny didst deem Deliverance near, now wake from that fond dream, And in the mantle of thy miseries Hiding thy visage wan, oh, turn away And weep that thou producest things like these. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARTED by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE OWL CRITIC by JAMES THOMAS FIELDS TORTOISE SHELL by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE ON MICHAEL ANGELO by WASHINGTON ALLSTON SOIS SAGE O MA DOULEUR by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE THE CONTRAST; THE SUNNY SIDE by LEVI BISHOP CAPTIVE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |