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" 'Twas fate/' they'll say, " a wayward fete,
Your web of discord wove; And while your tyrants joined in hate,
You never joined in love! But hearts fell off, that ought to twine,
And man profaned what God had given, Till some were heard to curse the shrine
Where others knelt to Heaven!"
Words by Moore. Tune (from Bunting) The Song of Sorrow. |
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