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    Sonnet To Liberty
    by Oscar Wilde


    These are the letters which Endymion wrote
    To one he loved in secret, and apart.
    And now the brawlers of the auction mart
    Bargain and bid for each poor blotted note,
    Ay! for each separate pulse of passion quote
    The merchant's price. I think they love not art
    Who break the crystal of a poet's heart
    That small and sickly eyes may glare and gloat.

    Is it not said that many years ago,
    In a far Eastern town, some soldiers ran
    With torches through the midnight, and began
    To wrangle for mean raiment, and to throw
    Dice for the garments of a wretched man,
    Not knowing the God's wonder, or His woe?
    اللھم صلی علٰی محمد وعلٰی آل محمد کما صلیت علٰی ابراھیم وعلٰی آل ابراھیم انک حمید مجید۔
    اللھم بارک علٰی محمد وعلٰی آل محمد کما بارکت علٰی ابراھیم وعلٰی آل ابراھیم انک حمید مجید۔

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