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Taken from The League of the Alps, and Other Poems, 1826, Boston.
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THE SONGS OF OUR FATHERS.
"Sing aloud
Old songs, the precious music of the heart."
Wordsworth.
Sing them upon the sunny hills,
When days are long and bright,
And the blue gleam of shining rills
Is loveliest to the sight.
Sing them along the misty moor,
Where ancient hunters rov'd,
And swell them through the torrent's roar—
The songs our fathers lov'd!
The songs their souls rejoic'd to hear
When harps were in the hall,
And each proud note made lance and spear
Thrill on the banner'd wall:
