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He left a corsair's name to other times,
Linked with one virtue, and a thousand crimes.
No words suffice the secret soul to show,
For truth denies all eloquence to woe.
O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea,
Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free,
Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, 22
Survey our empire, and behold our home!
These are our realms, no limit to their sway,—
Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey.
Oh! too convincing — dangerously dear —
In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!
Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run,
Along Morea's hills the setting sun;
Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright,
But one unclouded blaze of living light.
And she for him had given
Her all on earth, and more than all in heaven!
She walks the waters like a thing of life,
And seems to dare the elements to strife.
The spirit burning but unbent,
May writhe, rebel—the weak alone repent!
Such hath it been — shall be — beneath the sun
The many still must labour for the one!
For in that word, that fatal word,—howe'er
We promise, hope, believe,—there breathes despair.
The fatal facility of the octosyllabic verse.
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Everywhere I go, I'm asked if I think the universities stifle writers. My opinion is that they don't stifle enough of them. There's many a bestseller that could have been prevented by a good teacher.
January 22, 1788
April 19, 1824
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