the song of death
tune—“oran an aoig.”
se—a field of battle. time of the day—evening. the wounded
and dying of the victorious army are supposed to join in the
following song.
farewell, thou fair day, thou greeh, and ye skies,
now gay with the broad setting sun;
farewell, loves and friendships, ye dear teies,
our race of existence is run!
thou grim king of terrors; thou life's gloomy foe!
ghten the coward and sve;
go, teach them to tremble, fell tyrant! but know
no terrors hast thou to the brave!
thou strik'st the dull peasant—he sinks in the dark,
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