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Sunday, January 17, 2010

To Toussaint Louverture

Realized today how little I know about Haiti's history when I came upon this poem about Toussaint L' Ouverture by William Wordsworth ....

To Toussaint Louverture

Toussaint, the most unhappy man of men
Whether the whistling Rustic tend his plough
Within thy hearing, or thy head be now
Pillowed in some deep dungeon’s earless den;
O Miserable Chieftain! Where and when
Wilt thou find Patience? Yet die not; do thou
Wear rather in thy bonds a cheerful brow:
Though fallen thyself, never to rise again,
Live, and take comfort. Thou hast left behind
Powers that will work for thee; air, earth, and skies;
There’s not a breathing of the common wind
That will forget thee; thou hast great allies;
Thy friends are exultations, agonies,
And love, and man’s unconquerable mind.


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Blogger crystal said...

Thanks for the link.

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