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Battle songAir--Hussars of Glen. I. Come, strike the loud anthem I. Again must the story Of Freedom, down trodden by tyrant, be told — Not by History's page, but by swords wet and gory, On fields where our fathers lie mongering and cold. Real hostile invaders, their tyrants obeying, Have planted their blood spatter'd flag on our shore-- In our vine-bower'd porches, no longer are playing Our love ones — the thresholds are red with their morel II. Oh ! where is the glory, our fathers' souls firing, When they forc'd the base cohorts of monarchs to yield! On! Southern men! onward! their mem'ries inspiring, Like them, we will conquer, or die in the field! Shall the land that long march'd in the front rank of nations, The light that illum'd the dark night of the past, To the idols of tyranny offer oblations! Shall chains of a despot around her be cast! III. On fields where the vile feet of Hessians offinded-- On shore where the rudds Indian's death song across-- The rights