Poetry.
OH STRIKE THE WILD HARP, AND ITS CHORDS LET THEM SWELL. 0 ! strike the wild harp, and its chords let them swell, The deeds and the fame of our fathers to tell; Wheu red was the fight by land or by sea, They fought as the brave, or fell as a free I They crouch’d not from danger, they shrunk not from pain, When bold hearts were needed our freedom togain, The watchword was still, and it ever shall be,— To fight as the brave, or to fall as the free! They joined heart to heart, and they link’d hand to hand, Together to fall, or together to stand : And woe to the foe, who had courage to dare. When swords flash’d revenge, and eyes struck despare ! Old Scotland, loved country, our own native land, May peace guard thy mountains, and freedom thy stand. But war, let it come, or by land or by sea, We’ll fight like our fathers, or fall as the free. ROIIKIIT Gh.FILT.AN,
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Auckland Examiner, Volume 1, Issue 2, 18 December 1856, Page 4
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168Poetry. Auckland Examiner, Volume 1, Issue 2, 18 December 1856, Page 4
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