Oh, no! return ye not!

Still farther, loftier, let your soarings be!

Go, bring me strength from journeyings bright and free,

O’er many a haunted spot.

Go! seek the martyr’s grave,

Midst the old mountains, and the deserts vast;

Or, through the ruin’d cities of the past,

Follow the wise and brave!

Go! visit cell and shrine,

Where woman hath endured!—thro’ wrong, thro’ scorn,