. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . Oh the sight entrancing, When mornings beam is glancingOer files arraydWith helm and blade, And plumes, in the gay wind dancing. Yet, tis not helm or feather— For ask yon despot, whetherHis plumed bandsCould bring such hands And hearts as ours together. Leave pomps to those who need em— Give man but heart and freedom,And proud he bravesThe gaudiest slaves That crawl where monarchs lead em. The sword may pierce the beaver, Stone walls in time may sever,Tis mind steel and stone. That keeps men free for ever. Oh that s


. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . Oh the sight entrancing, When mornings beam is glancingOer files arraydWith helm and blade, And plumes, in the gay wind dancing. Yet, tis not helm or feather— For ask yon despot, whetherHis plumed bandsCould bring such hands And hearts as ours together. Leave pomps to those who need em— Give man but heart and freedom,And proud he bravesThe gaudiest slaves That crawl where monarchs lead em. The sword may pierce the beaver, Stone walls in time may sever,Tis mind steel and stone. That keeps men free for ever. Oh that sight entrancing. When the mornings beam is glancingOer files arraydWith helm and blade. And in Freedoms cause advancing


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