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37. the song of Freedom.

air--“Near the lake where drooped the willow.”

On our hill-tops, fortress crested,
     Long time ago,
Freedom's battles were contested
     With a stern foe.

There the flag of Freedom flying
     Like Heaven's bow,
Nerved the living, cheered the dying,
     Long time ago.

Sons of freemen, do the fires
     In your hearts glow,
That sustained your gallant sires
     Long time ago?

Then arouse, a band of brothers!
     To the world show
Slavery's chains may rest on others,
     On you, never! no!

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