Juan Francisco Manzano Poems

WHEN I think on the course I have run,
From my childhood itself to this day,
I tremble, and fain would I shun,
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CUBA, of what avail that thou art fair!
Pearl of the seas, the pride of the Antilles!
If thy poor sons, have still to see thee share
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CANTO I.
No more of rapine and its wasted plains,
Its stolen victims and unhallowed gains,
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THE fire-fly is heedlessly wandering about,
Through field and through forest is winging his route,
As free as the butterfly sporting in air,
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AN ODE.

YES, tho' in gloom and sadness I may rise,
One blessed strain can soothe my troubled soul,
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THE Clock's too fast they say;
But what matter, how it gains!
Time will not pass away
Any faster for its pains.
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ADDRESSED TO MY YOUNGER BROTHER

THOU knowest, dear Florence, my sufferings of old,
The struggles maintained with oppression for years,
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Silence, audacious wickedness which aims
At honour's breast, or strikes with driftless breath,
The lightest word that's spoken thus defames,
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Oh, thou dread scourge and terror of our race,
While thy strong hand bows down the proudest head,
Filling the earth with cries in every place,
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