Текст (слова) песни: Blackburn Fiona - Dear Harp Of My Country
Dear harp of my country, in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of silence had hung o`er thee long; When proudly, my own island harp, I unbound thee, And gave all thy chords to light, freedom and song! The warm lay of love and the light tone of gladness Have waken`d thy fondest, thy liveliest thrill. But so oft hast thou echo`d the deep sigh of sadness, That e`en in thy mirth, it will steal from thee still. Dear harp of my country, farewell to thy numbers, This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine; Go, sleep with the sunshine of fame on thy slumbers, Till touch`d by some hand less unworthy than mine. If the pulse of the patriot, soldier or lover Have throbb`d at our lay, `tis thy glory alone; I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own!
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