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... thee still Ev'n as I thought of you , your soul had sped . Fair stood the wind for France . First O songs for a prelude God be praised that I stand at last God save our gracious King • Gods of Berserker and Viking , Thor and Odin , rise ...
... thee still Ev'n as I thought of you , your soul had sped . Fair stood the wind for France . First O songs for a prelude God be praised that I stand at last God save our gracious King • Gods of Berserker and Viking , Thor and Odin , rise ...
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... thee . I reap the fruit of the toil and tears , Of the deeds of the heroes that made thee great , Of the travail throes of a thousand years- Of the patient courage that conquered fate— Of doubts and despairing fears . Each drop of blood ...
... thee . I reap the fruit of the toil and tears , Of the deeds of the heroes that made thee great , Of the travail throes of a thousand years- Of the patient courage that conquered fate— Of doubts and despairing fears . Each drop of blood ...
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... thee on thy sunlit shores , thy hands around thy knee . Recline upon thy laurel - wreaths in far niente sweet , And watch the golden sunset on thy waving fields of wheat . 66 Italy , fair Italy , what is this war to thee ? Lay down thy ...
... thee on thy sunlit shores , thy hands around thy knee . Recline upon thy laurel - wreaths in far niente sweet , And watch the golden sunset on thy waving fields of wheat . 66 Italy , fair Italy , what is this war to thee ? Lay down thy ...
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... thee . Now of forty years of iron Europe sees thro ' tears the end . As a foe we fear no longer though we feared thee as a friend . Often have we half - believed thee , fain to grasp the grisly hand Glove - enwrapped , that hid Death's ...
... thee . Now of forty years of iron Europe sees thro ' tears the end . As a foe we fear no longer though we feared thee as a friend . Often have we half - believed thee , fain to grasp the grisly hand Glove - enwrapped , that hid Death's ...
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... thee here at my cottage porch , For thy feet are weary and sore . " " I was with Grant- " the stranger said ; Said the farmer , " Nay , no more , — I prithee sit at my frugal board , And eat of my humble store . " How fares my boy , -my ...
... thee here at my cottage porch , For thy feet are weary and sore . " " I was with Grant- " the stranger said ; Said the farmer , " Nay , no more , — I prithee sit at my frugal board , And eat of my humble store . " How fares my boy , -my ...
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Arethusa arm'd arms army array banner battle beat blast blood boys breath Bret Harte bugles blown Cannon charge cheer Christ or Nietzsche Clusium crest cried death deep dread drum England's dead eyes F. W. Bourdillon fair fathers fell field fierce fight fire flag fought gallant glory hand Hark hath hear heard Hearts of oak heaven helmet helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre Herminius Highland laddie hills Horatius horse John Burns King land Lars Porsena light look Lord loud Marmion morn mountain Navarre ne'er never night noble o'er pibroch pride proud quoth rage roar rode rolling rose round rush Sextus shield shout slain smile soldier song sound spake spears stand stood sweet sword tears thee Thomas Campbell thou thousand thunder twas victory vigil voice W. E. Henley Walt Whitman waves wild winds do blow wounded