Poem: Sonnet To Liberty

Portrait of Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde 1854–1900
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Poem: Sonnet To Liberty

Not that I love thy children, whose dull eyes See nothing save their own unlovely woe, Whose minds know nothing, nothing care to know, - But that the roar of thy Democracies, Thy reigns of Terror, thy great Anarchies, Mirror my wildest passions like the sea And give my rage a brother -! Liberty! For this sake only do thy dissonant cries Delight my discreet soul, else might all kings By bloody knout or treacherous cannonades Rob nations of their rights inviolate And I remain unmoved - and yet, and yet, These Christs that die upon the barricades, God knows it I am with them, in some things.

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  1. caitlin manduzk United States

    hey,
    i thought your poem is what liberty is all about!!!!
    i write poems like this but you are afr better then a 15 yr old will ever be. if you could i would like to know where i can post a poem of mine.

    caitlin mandzuk

  2. pleasehelpme United States

    You know i just dont get the poem and i have to do a analysis on it so if anybody would help me

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