Thomas Campbell

Hope for a season bade the world farewell,
And Freedom shrieked as Kosciusko fell!
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Hope for a season bade the world farewell,
And Freedom shrieked as Kosciusko fell!
. . . .
O'er Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow.

The wine is poured, you should drink it.
[Fr., Le vin est verse, il faut le boire.]

The wine is poured, you should drink it.
[Fr., Le vin est verse, il faut le boire.]

The prophet's mantle, ere his flight began,
Dropt on the world--a sacred gift to man.

The prophet's mantle, ere his flight began,
Dropt on the world--a sacred gift to man.

Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky.

Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky.

When the stormy winds do blow;
When the battle rages loud and long,
And the stormy winds read more

When the stormy winds do blow;
When the battle rages loud and long,
And the stormy winds do blow.