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Turn O Libertad


TURN, O Libertad, no more doubting; Turn from lands retrospective, recording proofs of the  
From the singers that sing the trailing glories of the  
From the chants of the feudal world—the triumphs of  
 kings, slavery, caste;
Turn to the world, the triumphs reserv'd and to come—  
 give up that backward world;
Leave to the singers of hitherto—give them the trailing  
But what remains, remains for singers for you—wars  
 to come are for you;
(Lo! how the wars of the past have duly inured to you  
 —and the wars of the present shall also inure:)
—Then turn, and be not alarm'd, O Libertad—turn  
 your undying face,
To where the future, greater than all the past, Is swiftly, surely preparing for you.
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