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Coleridge's Ancient Mariner and Select Poems By Samuel Taylor Coleridge Characters: 983

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Forgive me, Freedom! O forgive those dreams!

I hear thy voice, I hear thy loud lament, 65

From bleak Helvetia's icy caverns sent-

I hear thy groans upon her blood-stained streams!

Heroes, that for your peaceful country perished,

And ye that, fleeing, spot your mountain-snows

With bleeding wounds; forgive me, that I cherished 70

One thought that ever blessed your cruel foes!

To scatter rage and traitorous guilt

Where Peace her jealous home had built;

A patrio

t-race to disinherit

Of all that made their stormy wilds so dear; 75

And with inexpiable spirit

To taint the bloodless freedom of the mountaineer-

O France, that mockest Heaven, adulterous, blind,

And patriot only in pernicious toils!

Are these thy boasts, Champion of human kind? 80

To mix with Kings in the low lust of sway,

Tell in the hunt, and share the murderous prey;

To insult the shrine of Liberty with spoils

From freemen torn; to tempt and to betray?

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