"Bravo THE languages This shout to-day will travel far and wide, Wherever freedom reigns, and_ free men live.
Bravo the Czar!"
For no slight pluck he shows Who, from a throne broad-based on—bayonets, And compass ay of pol Yet dares to give his people liber This is no undecided invalid, No weakling dreamer, ruling but in name, No puppet, to his ring of Ministers Obedient. Here's an Emperor indeed, Who with one blow that echoes round the world Strikes from the souls and bodies of his people The bonds that they have had to bear so long Bravo the
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.