Spain, 1873⁠–⁠74 + 

Out of the murk of heaviest clouds, + 

Out of the feudal wrecks and heap’d-up skeletons of kings, + 

Out of that old entire European debris, the shatter’d mummeries, + 

Ruin’d cathedrals, crumble of palaces, tombs of priests, + 

Lo, Freedom’s features fresh undimm’d look forth⁠—the same immortal face looks forth; + 

(A glimpse as of thy Mother’s face Columbia, + 

A flash significant as of a sword, + 

Beaming towards thee.) + 

Nor think we forget thee maternal; + 

Lag’d’st thou so long? shall the clouds close again upon thee? + 

Ah, but thou hast thyself now appear’d to us⁠—we know thee, + 

Thou hast given us a sure proof, the glimpse of thyself, + 

Thou waitest there as everywhere thy time. + 