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...last champion, from her height survey'd. Wide o'er the fields, a waste of ruin laid,— Oh! Heav'n! he cried, my bleeding country save!— Is there no...name, we wave the sword on high! And swear for her to live!—with her to die! He said, and on the rampart-heights array'd His trusty warriors, few, but...

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...Oh! Heaven! he cried, my bleeding country save!— Is there no hand on high to shield the brave ? i Yet, though destruction sweep these lovely plains,...name, we wave the sword on high! And swear for her to live!—with her to die! He said, and on the rampart-heights array'd His trusty warriors, few, but...

...fortune, exclaiming — " What though destruction sweep these lovely plains, Rise, fellow-men, your country yet remains ; By that dread name we wave the...high, And swear for her to live, with her to die." The natives of Mitylene had just reason to deplore the absence of Harolde; his bounty had relieved...

.... . . . • . ; . • " VVhat though destruction sweep these lovely plains, Rise, fellow-men, your country yet remains ; By that dread name we wave the sword on high, And swear for her to live, witli her to die.'' The natives of Mitylene had just reason to deplore the absence of Harolde; his...

...hand on high to shield the brave? Yet, though destruction sweep these lovely plains, Rise, fellow-men! our country yet remains! By that dread name, we wave...array'd His trusty warriors, few, but undismay'd; Firm pac'd, and slow, a horrid front they form, Still as the breeze, but dreadful as the storm; Low,...