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liberty's call. |
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Be still ye winds, be still ye seas,
Let only zephyrs play ! " Just as slie spoke, they all obeyed;
And thus the maid did say :
" Welcome my friends, from every land Where freedom doth not reign; Oh! hither fly from every clime, Sweet liberty to gain.
" Mark Londonderry's brave defence 'Gainst tyranny that swayed; Americans, the example's great! Like them, be not dismayed.
" Expect not that on downy beds, This boon you can secure; At perils smile, rouse up your souls! War's dangers to endure.
" 'Gainst your affronted land behold Oppression rear its head; In hydra-form and battle's din, Each trembling slave to dread. |
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