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Another rising sun, and ye shall strain
The maddening fury of your steeds in vain.
Swift, then, and swifter be your winged flight !
Restore the captives ere the star of night
Shall rise to light them o'er the desert wild,
"Where gladdening hope and beauty never smiled.
The die is cast ! Rejoice ! The day is won
The perilous march of freedom has begun,
The captive band have burst the ignoble chain
That AfFghan fraud shall never forge again.
Torn with a thousand fears, they looked on high,
Resolved to break their yoke or nobly die.
They nerved their spirits for the daring flight.
And British valour crushed the traitor's might.
Hark ! — 'tis the tramp of the returning few,
Whom deadly hearts and weapons still pursue ;
The furious Akbar wings his Arab blood.
Unchecked by toppling crag or mountain flood.
Haste ! — haste, ye brave ! that long-suspended breath
Is life and freedom, or a cruel death.
Oh, shout in triumi^h now ! and freely breathe,
Your gallant friends arg bounding o'er the heath ;
They sweep the mountain's side — "They come! they
come ! "
Near and still nearer rolls the welcome drum ;
"The meteor flag of England " waves on high,
And shouts of mutual greeting rend the sky.
The echoes, wakened in their sparry cave,
Swell the tumultuous pseans of the brave ;
The hills, responsive to the joyous lay,
Reverberate the long and loud huzzah !
What silent rapture when the hero pressed
His own Florentina to his manly breast !
The maddening fury of your steeds in vain.
Swift, then, and swifter be your winged flight !
Restore the captives ere the star of night
Shall rise to light them o'er the desert wild,
"Where gladdening hope and beauty never smiled.
The die is cast ! Rejoice ! The day is won
The perilous march of freedom has begun,
The captive band have burst the ignoble chain
That AfFghan fraud shall never forge again.
Torn with a thousand fears, they looked on high,
Resolved to break their yoke or nobly die.
They nerved their spirits for the daring flight.
And British valour crushed the traitor's might.
Hark ! — 'tis the tramp of the returning few,
Whom deadly hearts and weapons still pursue ;
The furious Akbar wings his Arab blood.
Unchecked by toppling crag or mountain flood.
Haste ! — haste, ye brave ! that long-suspended breath
Is life and freedom, or a cruel death.
Oh, shout in triumi^h now ! and freely breathe,
Your gallant friends arg bounding o'er the heath ;
They sweep the mountain's side — "They come! they
come ! "
Near and still nearer rolls the welcome drum ;
"The meteor flag of England " waves on high,
And shouts of mutual greeting rend the sky.
The echoes, wakened in their sparry cave,
Swell the tumultuous pseans of the brave ;
The hills, responsive to the joyous lay,
Reverberate the long and loud huzzah !
What silent rapture when the hero pressed
His own Florentina to his manly breast !
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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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