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How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When memory plays an old tune on the heart!
Birds! birds! ye are beautiful things,
With your earth-treading feet and your cloud-cleaving wings!
I miss thee, my Mother! Thy image is still
The deepest impressed on my heart.
I love it, I love it, and who shall dare
To chide me for loving that old arm-chair?
That charity which longs to publish itself ceases to be charity.
Long as I've trod the world, I've found
Naught half so worthy as my hound...
Better build schoolrooms for "the boy"
Than cells and gibbets for "the man."
The bright slime that cunning reptiles spread To catch their prey.
The citron or spicy grove for me would never yield A perfume half so grateful as the lilies of the field.
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The love of liberty is the love of others; the love of power is the love of ourselves.
December 24, 1818
September 23, 1889
Eliza Cook was an English author and poet associated with the Chartist movement. She was a proponent of political freedom for women, and believed in the ideology of self-improvement through education, something she called "levelling up.
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