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STANZAS.
Why beat those loudly rolling drums,
Why that bold trumpet's sound,
And say, 'what conqu'ring hero comes'
With wreaths of laurel crown'd?
Tis, He green Erin's darling son,
The brave, the gallant Wellington!
Why that bold trumpet's sound,
And say, 'what conqu'ring hero comes'
With wreaths of laurel crown'd?
Tis, He green Erin's darling son,
The brave, the gallant Wellington!
Where is the victor's blood-stain'd car,
Where is the captive's chain?
He brings no trophy of the war
From Waterloo's red plain,
Save the immortal name he won;
That is enough for Wellington!
Where is the captive's chain?
He brings no trophy of the war
From Waterloo's red plain,
Save the immortal name he won;
That is enough for Wellington!
