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<p>"That nation, by its unborn courage great,<lb/> | |||
"That nation, by its unborn courage great,<lb/> | "Has long refus'd submission to thy will;<lb/> | ||
"Has long | It seems thy favour, fears no hostile threat,<lb/> | ||
It | "The 'torn with factions', mid its contests still<lb/> | ||
"The' torn with | " 'Tis a defence, a shield to every state<lb/> | ||
"' Tis a defence, a shield to every state<lb/> | "Around, them it protects by force of skill<lb/> | ||
" 'Gainst our attacks, that barrier swept away,<lb/> | |||
"Soon all the conquered world shall own thy sway."</p> | |||
<p>Thus spoke fierce Skinder; while the council still'd<lb/> | |||
Awaited silently their lord's behest:<lb/> | |||
Then he, the Infidel's high throne who filled,<lb/> | |||
Osman, the wild wrath of his eye suppress'd,<lb/> | |||
Fierce gladness in his bosom deeply thrill'd,<lb/> | |||
And hopes of glad success rose in his breast;<lb/> | |||
His pleas'd assent to their advice made known,<lb/> | |||
And that his will was war, fierce war alone:</p> | |||
<p>And that he was himself resolved to lead<lb/> | |||
His conquering Armies to the battle-plain:<lb/> | |||
Joy in the hearts of all his subjects spread,<lb/> | |||
Thy prais'd their king, they bless'd his glorious reign.<lb/> | |||
When moves a Monarch at his army's head,<lb/> | |||
Foes are deem'd feeble, their resistance vain;<lb/> | |||
When the brave chief the war leads bravely on<lb/> | |||
The soldier's heart no fear of death will own.</p> | |||
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"That nation, by its unborn courage great,
"Has long refus'd submission to thy will;
It seems thy favour, fears no hostile threat,
"The 'torn with factions', mid its contests still
" 'Tis a defence, a shield to every state
"Around, them it protects by force of skill
" 'Gainst our attacks, that barrier swept away,
"Soon all the conquered world shall own thy sway."
Thus spoke fierce Skinder; while the council still'd
Awaited silently their lord's behest:
Then he, the Infidel's high throne who filled,
Osman, the wild wrath of his eye suppress'd,
Fierce gladness in his bosom deeply thrill'd,
And hopes of glad success rose in his breast;
His pleas'd assent to their advice made known,
And that his will was war, fierce war alone:
And that he was himself resolved to lead
His conquering Armies to the battle-plain:
Joy in the hearts of all his subjects spread,
Thy prais'd their king, they bless'd his glorious reign.
When moves a Monarch at his army's head,
Foes are deem'd feeble, their resistance vain;
When the brave chief the war leads bravely on
The soldier's heart no fear of death will own.
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