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Page 92
In what carcass ignoble In misfortune's hour didst put thy soul of gold ! Thy brain grown weary Slumbered unconscious ! And , the past forgotten , History discontinued , In quest of knowledge in vain knockest doors alien !
In what carcass ignoble In misfortune's hour didst put thy soul of gold ! Thy brain grown weary Slumbered unconscious ! And , the past forgotten , History discontinued , In quest of knowledge in vain knockest doors alien !
Page 201
That whisper through the grating has thrilled through all my veins " Duffy is dead , " noble soul hath slipped the tyrants ' chains , And whatever wounds they gave him , their lying books will show How they very kindly treated him ...
That whisper through the grating has thrilled through all my veins " Duffy is dead , " noble soul hath slipped the tyrants ' chains , And whatever wounds they gave him , their lying books will show How they very kindly treated him ...
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And shall we crouch above these graves , With craven soul and fettered lip ? Yoke in with marked and branded slaves . And tremble at the driver's whip ? Bend to the earth our pliant knees , And speak - but as our masters please ?
And shall we crouch above these graves , With craven soul and fettered lip ? Yoke in with marked and branded slaves . And tremble at the driver's whip ? Bend to the earth our pliant knees , And speak - but as our masters please ?
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Songs of Freedom: An Anthology of National and International Songs from ... Ramachandra Krishna Prabhu No preview available - 1967 |
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ancient arms Army banner battle beat beautiful bless blood born brave break breath bring cause Chorus comes dark dawn dead dear death deep dream earth England English eternal eyes faith fall Fatherland fathers fear field fight fire flag freedom give glorious glory gold grave grow hand happy head hear heart heaven hope human HYMN India Italy keep King land Liberty light live Lord marching mighty Mother Motherland mountains NATIONAL ANTHEM never night o'er once pass peace poem poet poor rise river sing slave song sons soul sound Soviet spirit stand strength strong sword thee thine things thou thought thousand translation trees true truth turn tyrants victory voice wave written wrong