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John Marston

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Speak, speak, let terror strike slaves mute,
Much danger makes great hearts most resolute.
--
The Wonder of Women, or The Tragedy of Sophonisba, Act II, sc. ii. (1606)

 
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They are slaves who fear to speak
For the fallen and the weak;
They are slaves who will not choose
Hatred, scoffing, and abuse,
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First the Nazis came…
First they came for the communists, and I did not speak out —
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Speak, vision of the night,
Tell me why you haunt me so...
Speak, heaven morning light,
Whisper all my heart would know.
Dawn never finds you,
Gone back to where the Shadows dwell...
Speak, my beloved, speak,
tho' you only say farewell!

 
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