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The Song Book |
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We tread the land that bore us, The green flag glitters o'er us,
The friends we've tried
Are by our side, And the foe we hate before us! |
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Words by Moore. |
Tune (from Bunting) Donvn beside me. |
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CCXVII
OH! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME |
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But the night-dew that falls, tho' in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps;
And the tear that we shed, tho' in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Words by Moore. Tune (from Bunting) The Brown Maid. |
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