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140 IKISII MELODIES. |
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THE DREAM OF THOSE DAYS.
The dream of those days when first I sung thee is o'er, Thy triumph hath stain'd the charm thy sorrows then wore, And ev'n of the light which Hope once shed o'er thy chains. Alas, not a gleam to grace thy freedom remains.
Say, is it that slavery sunk so deep in thy heart, That still the dark brand is there, tho' chainless thou art; And Freedom's sweet fruit, for which thy spirit long burn'd, Now, reaching at last thy lip, to ashes hath turn'd ?
Up Liberty's steep by Truth and Eloquence led, "With eyes on her temple fix'd, how proud was thy tread 1 Ah, better thou ne'er hadst liv'd that summit to gain, Or died in the porch, than thus dishonour the fane. |
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FROM THIS HOUR THE PLEDGE IS GIVEN.
From this hour the pledge is given,
From this hour my soul is thine : Come what will, from earth or heaven,
Weal or woe, thy fate be mine! When the proud and great stood by thee,
None dar'd thy rights to spurn; And, if now they're false and fly thee.
Shall I, too, basely turn ? |
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