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Sl'IRlT OF THE NATION.
Freedom's barque to port is running,
But beware the lurking shelves ;
And would j^ou conquer tyrants' cunning.
Brethren, conquer first yourselves.
Though thy cheek insulted burn — .
Though they call thee coward-slave — •
Scoff nor blow shalt thou return :
Trust me, this is more than brave.
Fortitude hath shackles riven,
More than spear or flashing gun ;
Freedom, like the thrones of heaven.
Is by suff'ring virtue won.
Though thy brother still deride thee.
Yield thou love for foolish hate :
He'll, perhaps, ere long, beside thee,
Proudly, boldly, share thy fate.
Discord ! may kind angels chase thee
Far from hapless Erin's shores,
And the deepest hell embrace thee,
Where no fouler demon roars !
Steady ! steady ! ranks of Freedom,
Pure and holy are our bands ;
Heaven approves, and angels lead them,
For truth and justice are our brands !
THE GATHERING OF THE NATION.
A.D. 1646.
I.
Those scalding tears — those scalding tears,
Too long have fallen in vain —
Up with the banners and the spears,
And let the gather'd grief of years
Show sterner stuff than rain.
Freedom's barque to port is running,
But beware the lurking shelves ;
And would j^ou conquer tyrants' cunning.
Brethren, conquer first yourselves.
Though thy cheek insulted burn — .
Though they call thee coward-slave — •
Scoff nor blow shalt thou return :
Trust me, this is more than brave.
Fortitude hath shackles riven,
More than spear or flashing gun ;
Freedom, like the thrones of heaven.
Is by suff'ring virtue won.
Though thy brother still deride thee.
Yield thou love for foolish hate :
He'll, perhaps, ere long, beside thee,
Proudly, boldly, share thy fate.
Discord ! may kind angels chase thee
Far from hapless Erin's shores,
And the deepest hell embrace thee,
Where no fouler demon roars !
Steady ! steady ! ranks of Freedom,
Pure and holy are our bands ;
Heaven approves, and angels lead them,
For truth and justice are our brands !
THE GATHERING OF THE NATION.
A.D. 1646.
I.
Those scalding tears — those scalding tears,
Too long have fallen in vain —
Up with the banners and the spears,
And let the gather'd grief of years
Show sterner stuff than rain.
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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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