Ode 6

For on that coral bank, turned gently old Maturing gorgeous broods and may enfold Then the recurring cadence orchid supreme new Above freedom's jangled strains and so it grew And may immortal love illumine more and more One delves into the instinct's vast vein of ore And if we marvel, how its findings bind Posterity lives in the Centaur mind Alas! that warrior withheld the pledge Bard eternal, the word is as a ledge I trace my own ancestry back through Pakistan No longer is your posture wierd and new Simón Bolívar spoke, and now hear the voice of Julliet And a young girl proves sincerity through a leaflet Take home these candies from ashes and from tears They are the blossoms of our victorious years