Ode To Naples (Antistrophe 2a)

Percy Bysshe Shelley - Non-Music, Romanticism (Literature)
Ode To Naples (Antistrophe 2a)
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From Freedom's form divine, From Nature's inmost shrine, Strip every impious gawd, rend Error veil by veil; O'er Ruin desolate, O'er Falsehood's fallen state, Sit thou sublime, unawed; be the Destroyer pale! And equal laws be thine, And winged words let sail, Freighted with truth even from the throne of God: That wealth, surviving fate, Be thine.—All hail!
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- Percy Bysshe Shelley