Posted by: Democratic Thinker | March 28, 2014

Ode to Hope

 

 

Ode to Hope.

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WHAT, though those golden eagles of the sun
Have gone for ever, and we are alone,
Shall we sit here and mourn? No! look around,
There still are in the sky trails of their glory,
And in the clouds traces where they have been.—
Their wings no longer shadow us with fear.
Let us then soar, and from this grovelling state
Rise up, and be what they have never been.

—Anonymous.

(From History of the Anglo-Saxons, p. 50.)

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