Freedom

Ambrose Bierce

   Freedom, as every schoolboy knows,
       Once shrieked as Kosciusko fell;
   On every wind, indeed, that blows
           I hear her yell.

   She screams whenever monarchs meet,
       And parliaments as well,
   To bind the chains about her feet
           And toll her knell.

   And when the sovereign people cast
       The votes they cannot spell,
   Upon the pestilential blast
           Her clamors swell.

   For all to whom the power's given
       To sway or to compel,
   Among themselves apportion Heaven
           And give her Hell. 

Blary O'Gary.

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