As dream-beguiled one looks with clouded eyes
Upon the breaking morn, nor knows it is the day.
ON THE SUPPRESSION OF FREE SPEECH AT CHICAGO
WITH stifled voice who crieth from the West,
Where sinks the ensanguined sun of Freedom, erst
That spread her stainless wings, and sheltering nurst,
From out all lands, the hunted and opprest?
America! shrink not from thy new guest;
For liberty was thine for best and worst: