GRANT me, indulgent Heaven, that I may live, <br />To see the miscreants feel the pains they give; <br />Deal Freedom's sacred treasures free as air, <br />Till Slave and Despot be but things that were.<br /><br />Robert Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lines-inscribed-in-a-lady-s-pocket-almanack/
