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The clouds above us lower,
They know the battle sign, and feel
All its resistless power !
Who now uprears Sigurdir's flag,
Nor shuns an early tomb ?
Who shoreward through the swelling surge,
Shall bear the scroll of doom 1
So shout the Skalds as the long ships are nearing
The low-lying shores of a beautiful land.
Silent the Self-devoted stood
Beside the massive tree ;
His image mirror'd in the flood
Was terrible to see !
As leaning on his gleaming axe,
And gazing on the wave.
His fearless soul was churning up,
The death-rune of the brave.
Upheaving then his giant form
Upon the brown bark's prow.
And tossing back the yellow storm
Of hair from his broad brow ;
The lips of song burst open, and
The words of fire rushed out,
And thundering through that martial crew
Pealed Harald's battle shout ; —
It is Harald the Dauntless that lifteth his great voice,
As the Northmen roll on with the Doom- written banner.
I bear Sigurdir's battle-flag
Through sunshine or tlirough gloom ;
Through swelling surge on bloody strand
I plant the scroll of doom !
On Scandia's lonest, bleakest waste.
Beneath a starless sky.
The shadowy Three like meteors
The clouds above us lower,
They know the battle sign, and feel
All its resistless power !
Who now uprears Sigurdir's flag,
Nor shuns an early tomb ?
Who shoreward through the swelling surge,
Shall bear the scroll of doom 1
So shout the Skalds as the long ships are nearing
The low-lying shores of a beautiful land.
Silent the Self-devoted stood
Beside the massive tree ;
His image mirror'd in the flood
Was terrible to see !
As leaning on his gleaming axe,
And gazing on the wave.
His fearless soul was churning up,
The death-rune of the brave.
Upheaving then his giant form
Upon the brown bark's prow.
And tossing back the yellow storm
Of hair from his broad brow ;
The lips of song burst open, and
The words of fire rushed out,
And thundering through that martial crew
Pealed Harald's battle shout ; —
It is Harald the Dauntless that lifteth his great voice,
As the Northmen roll on with the Doom- written banner.
I bear Sigurdir's battle-flag
Through sunshine or tlirough gloom ;
Through swelling surge on bloody strand
I plant the scroll of doom !
On Scandia's lonest, bleakest waste.
Beneath a starless sky.
The shadowy Three like meteors
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Description | Scottish songs and music of the 18th and early 19th centuries, including music for the Highland bagpipe. These are selected items from the collection of John Glen (1833 to 1904). Also includes a few manuscripts, some treatises, and other books on the subject. |
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Description | The Glen Collection and the Inglis Collection represent mainly 18th and 19th century Scottish music, including Scottish songs. The collections of Berlioz and Verdi collected by bibliographer Cecil Hopkinson contain contemporary and later editions of the works of the two composers Berlioz and Verdi. |
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