Oh Shade obscene from out the jungled past,
Fear o’ the Dark made incarnate again,
And manifest in torture, lust, and pain,
Thou too shalt pass, thy thralldom cannot last;
If for an hour thy sullen storm-cloud cast
Darkness of fear, and murder-mist of Cain
Upon the minds of men; and horror stain
The page of childhood, while gods stand aghast,
It shall but serve to purify our light.
Ours is the Spark from out infinity,
Which glows most incandescent in the night
Of blood and tears when tyrants boast their might;
And shall we fear the blast of Tyranny
Which fans to flames that glow of Liberty?
(Burnett A. Ward)
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