She told the story, and the whole world wept At wrongs and cruelties it had not known But for this fearless woman`s voice alone. She spoke to consciences that long had slept: Her message, Freedom`s clear reveille, swept From heedless hovel to complacent throne. Command and prophecy were in the tone And from its sheath the sword of justice leapt. Around two peoples swelled a fiery wave, But both came forth transfigured from the flame. Blest be the hand that dared be strong to save, And blest be she who in our weakness came-- Prophet and priestess! At one stroke she gave A race to freedom and herself to fame.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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