IV.

Thus rose a song--the harmony of times Before the winds blew Europe o'er these climes. True, they had vices--such are Nature's growth-- But only the barbarian's--we have both; The sordor of civilisation, mixed With all the savage which Man's fall hath fixed. 70 Who hath not seen Dissimulation's reign, The prayers of Abel linked to deeds of Cain? Who such would see may from his lattice view The Old World more degraded than the New,-- Now _new_ no more, save where Columbia rears Twin giants, born by Freedom to her spheres, Where Chimborazo, over air,--earth,--wave,-- Glares with his Titan eye, and sees no slave.[fj][377]