ONE dark December day, the text-books teach, The English Commons set unbending names, By the wan light of wavering candle-flames, To their immortal Protest for Free Speech: Stern signatories, who spared not to impeach Mompesson and Mitchell of corrupted aims, "And argue and debate," said peevish James, "Publicly, matters far beyond their reach." "O fiery popular spirits," re-create Some sparkle of your ashes. Let us see The Phoenix Liberty, that chirps by stealth Through chinks and crannies of our shuttered state, Bright as the sun and unabashed as he, Cry through the casements of the commonwealth. |