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MUSICAL MISCELLANY.
to fhare, When Scotia and Freedom's the
theme, When Scotia and Freedom's the
theme.
Tho' cold are our hills, and tho' barren our plains,
Our climate tho' rude and feyere,
Yet-health, rofy health, firings the nerves of qur
fwains,
And fmiles on the cheeks of our fair ;
And Freedom, bleft Freedom, the gift of a god,
From regions more fertile exil'd,
Mid our woods and our wilds had of old her abode,
And our clime of its rigours beguil'd.
In hoftile array when Rome's legions appear'd,
Her voice founded loud o'er the heath ;
On our hills her proud ftandard exulting flic rear'd,.
And her motto was " Conquefl or death."
Our anceftors heard, and re-choed the founds,
*' To conquer or die be our doom I"

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