The Army and Navy Hymnal/Secular/Ye Sons of Freedom, Wake to Glory

For other English-language translations of this work, see La Marseillaise (Rouget de Lisle).
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Claude Joseph Rouget de Lisle1736678The Army and Navy Hymnal — Ye Sons of Freedom, Wake to GloryHenry Augustine SmithRichard Brinsley Sheridan

4 Ye Sons of Freedom, Wake to Glory
(Marseillaise)
 
1 Ye sons of Freedom, wake to glory, Hark! hark! What myriads bid you rise! You children, wives and grandsires hoary,Behold their tears, and hear their cries!  Behold their tears and hear their cries Shall hateful tyrannt mischief breeding, With hireling hosts a ruffian band, Affright and desolate the land, When peace and liberty lie bleeding? To arms, to arms, ye brave!Th'avening sword unsheath! March On march on all hearts resolved On liberty or death.2 With luxury and pride surrounded, The vile insatiate despots dare, Their thirst for gold and power unbounded,To mete and vend the light and air!  To mete and vend the light and air! Like beasts of burden they load usLike god would bid their slaves adore; But man is man and who is more?Then shall they longer lash and goad us? To arms to arms ye braveTh'avening sword unsheath! March On march on all hearts resolved On liberty or death.3 O Liberty! can man resign thee? Once having felt thy generous flame, Can dungeon blots and bars confine thee,Or whips thy noble spirit tame? Or whips thy noble spirit tame? Too long the world has wept bewailingThe blood stained sword our conquerors wield; But freedom is sword and shield.And all their arts are unavailing! To arms, to arms, ye brave!Th'avening sword unsheath! March On march on all hearts resolved On liberty or death.

Ye Sons of Freedom Wake to Glory