While some faint gleaming we can see
Of Freedom's coming morn!
Let liars fear; let cowards shrink;
Let traitors turn away;
Whatever we have dared to think,
That dare we also say.
—James Russell Lowell.
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NO ENEMIES
He has no enemies, you say?
While some faint gleaming we can see
Of Freedom's coming morn!
Let liars fear; let cowards shrink;
Let traitors turn away;
Whatever we have dared to think,
That dare we also say.
—James Russell Lowell.
———
He has no enemies, you say?