Hope for a season bade the world farewell,
And Freedom shrieked as Kosciusko fell!
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Hope for a season bade the world farewell,
And Freedom shrieked as Kosciusko fell!
. . . .
O'er Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow.

Yet, Freedom! yet thy banner, torn, but flying,
Streams like the thunder-storm against the wind.

Yet, Freedom! yet thy banner, torn, but flying,
Streams like the thunder-storm against the wind.

For what avail the plough or sail, Or land or life, if freedom fail?

For what avail the plough or sail, Or land or life, if freedom fail?

I know but one freedom and that is the freedom of the mind.

I know but one freedom and that is the freedom of the mind.

No, Freedom has a thousand charms to show
That slaves, howe'er contented, never know.

No, Freedom has a thousand charms to show
That slaves, howe'er contented, never know.

The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is read more

The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.

No woman can call herself free who does not own and control her body. No woman can call herself free read more

No woman can call herself free who does not own and control her body. No woman can call herself free until she can choose consciously whether she will or will not be a mother.

Hereditary bondsmen! Know ye not
Who would be free themselves must strike the blow?

Hereditary bondsmen! Know ye not
Who would be free themselves must strike the blow?

England may as well dam up the waters of the Nile with bulrushes
as to fetter the step of read more

England may as well dam up the waters of the Nile with bulrushes
as to fetter the step of Freedom, more proud and firm in this
youthful land than where she treads the sequestered glens of
Scotland, or couches herself among the magnificent mountains of
Switzerland.
- Mrs. Lydia Maria Child,