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There was a time in Europe long ago / When no man died for freedom anywhere, / But England's lion leaping from its lair / Laid hands on the oppressor! it was so / While England could a great Republic show.
Witness the men of Piedmont, chiefest care / Of Cromwell, when with impotent despair / The Pontiff in his painted portico / Trembled before our stern ambassadors.
How comes it then that from such high estate / We have thus fallen, save that Luxury / With barren merchandise piles up the gate / Where noble thoughts and deeds should enter by:
Else might we still be Milton's heritors.