Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume VIII. National Spirit. 1904. | | | | II. Freedom | | “The hills were made for freedom” | | William Goldsmith Brown (1812–1905) |
| | | WHEN freedom from her home was driven, | |
| ’Mid vine-clad vales of Switzerland, | |
| She sought the glorious Alps of heaven, | |
| And there, ’mid cliffs by lightnings riven, | |
| Gathered her hero-band. | 5 |
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| And still outrings her freedom-song, | |
| Amid the glaciers sparkling there, | |
| At Sabbath bell, as peasants throng | |
| Their mountain fastnesses along, | |
| Happy, and free as air. | 10 |
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| The hills were made for freedom; they | |
| Break at a breath the tyrant’s rod; | |
| Chains clank in valleys; there the prey | |
| Writhes ’neath Oppression’s heel alway: | |
| Hills bow to none but God! | 15 | | | |
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