Classic poem of the day
Oh! who shall see that joyful day,
When, high on glory's throne,
Freedom shall rule, with sov'reign sway,
And call the world her own?
When man no more shall dread the frown,
That gloom'd the tyrant's brow,
And sorrow's cheerless night hath flown
To climes unpeopled now.
See! see! already 'tis begun!
Or is it but a dream?
The nations hail the rising sun,
And catch the thrilling beam.
God speed — G......
Member poem of the day
I drift and dream in shaded noon spot
jolted from drowse by athlete's trot
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