Shake off your rust-eaten fetters, ye slaves!
And claim the Freedom of winds and of waves:
Unwind! O unwind all the swathing clothes
Of bondage and ignorance, nations’ woes:
Break the dark might of enchantment’s spell,
Burst all thy bonds, and the chorus swell!
Kindle on every high hill a clear fire:
Plant in the cities, on tower and spire,
The banner of Freedom! Wide let it wave
Over sea and land, and over the grave