The Freeman Of The Hills

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Title:     The Freeman Of The Hills
Author: Hamlin Garland [More Titles by Garland]

I have no master but the wind,
My only liege the sun;
All bonds and ties I leave behind,
Free as the wolf I run.
My master wind is passionless,
He neither chides nor charms;
He fans me or he freezes me,
And helps are quick as harms.

He never turns to injure me,
And when his voice is high
I crouch behind a rock and see
His storm of snows go by.
He too is subject of the sun,
As all things earthly are,
Where'er he flies, where'er I run,
We know our kingly star.

[The end]
Hamlin Garland's poem: The Freeman Of The Hills

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