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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345197" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song 2</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come to the banquet -- triumph in your songs!<br>Strike up the chords -- and sing of Victory!<br>The oppressed have risen to redress their wrongs;<br>The Tyrants are o'erthrown; the Land is free!<br>The Land is free! Aye, shout it forth once more;<br>Is she not red with her oppressors' gore? <br>We are her champions -- shall we not rejoice?<br>Are not the tyrants' broad domains our own?<br>Then wherefore triumph with a faltering voice;<br>And talk of freedom in a doubtful tone?<br>Have we not longed through life the reign to see<br>Of Justice, linked with Glorious Liberty?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shout you that will, and you that can rejoice<br>To revel in the riches of your foes.<br>In praise of deadly vengeance lift you voice,<br>Gloat o'er your tyrants' blood, you victims' woes.<br>I'd rather listen to the skylarks' songs,<br>And think on Gondal's, and my Father's wrongs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It may be pleasant, to recall the death<br>Of those beneath whose sheltering roof you lie;<br>But I would rather press the mountain heath,<br>With naught to shield me from the starry sky,<br>And dream of yet untasted victory --<br>A distant hope -- and feel that I am free!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O happy life! To range the mountains wild,<br>The waving woods -- or Ocean's heaving breast,<br>With limbs unfettered, conscience undefiled,<br>And choosing where to wander, where to rest!<br>Hunted, oppressed, but ever strong to cope --<br>With toils, and perils -- ever full of hope!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Our flower is budding' -- When that word was heard<br>On desert shore, or breezy mountain's brow,<br>Wherever said -- what glorious thoughts it stirred!<br>'Twas budding then -- Say has it blossomed now?<br>Is this the end we struggled to obtain?<br>O for the wandering Outlaw's life again!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Bront%C3%AB">Anne Brontë</a><div class=q>
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Strike up the chords -- and sing of Victory!
The oppressed have risen to redress their wrongs;
The Tyrants are o'erthrown; the Land is free!
The Land is free! Aye, shout it forth once more;
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