work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context 7675,"",LION,2013-09-16 04:11:37 UTC,"Then, greatly rising in his Country's Right,
Her Hero, her Deliverer sprung to Light;
A Race of hardy, northern Sons he led,
Guiltless of Courts, untainted, and unread,
Whose inborn Spirit spurn'd th' ignoble Fee,
Whose Hands scorn'd Bondage, for their Hearts were free.

Ask ye what Law their conq'ring Cause confess'd?
Great Nature's Law, the Law within the Breast,
Form'd by no Art, and to no Sect confin'd,
But stamp'd by Heav'n upon th' unletter'd Mind.

(Prologue)",,22753,"","""Ask ye what Law their conq'ring Cause confess'd? / Great Nature's Law, the Law within the Breast, / Form'd by no Art, and to no Sect confin'd, / But stamp'd by Heav'n upon th' unletter'd Mind.""",Impressions,2013-09-16 04:11:37 UTC,""