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And bade young Harald die ; —
They sang the war-deeds of his sires,
And pointed to their tomb ;
They told him that this glory-flag
Was his by right of doom,
Since then, where hath young Harald been,
But where Jarl's son should be —
'Mid war and waves— the combat keen
That raged on land or sea ! "
So sings the fierce Harald, the thirster for glory,
As his hand bears aloft the dark death -laden banner.
" Mine own death's in this clenched hand !
I know the noble trust ;
These limbs must rot on yonder strand —
These lips must lick its dust.
But shall this dusky standard quail
In the red slaughter day,
Or shall this heart its purpose fail —
This arm forget to slay '?
I tramj)le down such idle doubt ;
Harald's high blood hath sprung
From sires whoso hands in martial bout
Have ne'er belied their tongue ;
Nor keener from their castled rock
Rush eagles on their prey,
Than, panting for the battle-shock.
Young Harald leads the way."
It is thus that tall Harald, in terrible beauty.
Pours forth his big soul to the joyance of heroes.
' ' The ship-borne warriors of the North,
. The sons of Woden's race
To battle as to feast go forth.
With stern, and changeless face ;
And I, the last of a great line —
And bade young Harald die ; —
They sang the war-deeds of his sires,
And pointed to their tomb ;
They told him that this glory-flag
Was his by right of doom,
Since then, where hath young Harald been,
But where Jarl's son should be —
'Mid war and waves— the combat keen
That raged on land or sea ! "
So sings the fierce Harald, the thirster for glory,
As his hand bears aloft the dark death -laden banner.
" Mine own death's in this clenched hand !
I know the noble trust ;
These limbs must rot on yonder strand —
These lips must lick its dust.
But shall this dusky standard quail
In the red slaughter day,
Or shall this heart its purpose fail —
This arm forget to slay '?
I tramj)le down such idle doubt ;
Harald's high blood hath sprung
From sires whoso hands in martial bout
Have ne'er belied their tongue ;
Nor keener from their castled rock
Rush eagles on their prey,
Than, panting for the battle-shock.
Young Harald leads the way."
It is thus that tall Harald, in terrible beauty.
Pours forth his big soul to the joyance of heroes.
' ' The ship-borne warriors of the North,
. The sons of Woden's race
To battle as to feast go forth.
With stern, and changeless face ;
And I, the last of a great line —
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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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