When liberty is headlong girl <br />And runs her roads and wends her ways <br />Liberty will shriek and whirl <br />Her showery torch to see it blaze. <br /> <br /> <br />When liberty is wedded wife <br />And keeps the barn and counts the byre <br />Liberty amends her life. <br />She drowns her torch for fear of fire.<br /><br />Archibald MacLeish<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/liberty-21/
