Swiss Air.--"Ranz Des Vaches"

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Title:     Swiss Air.--"Ranz Des Vaches"
Author: Thomas Moore [More Titles by Moore]

But wake, the trumpet's blast again,
And rouse the ranks of warrior-men!
Oh War, when Truth thy arm employs,
And Freedom's spirit guides the laboring storm,
'Tis then thy vengeance takes a hallowed form,
And like Heaven's lightning sacredly destroys.
Nor, Music, thro' thy breathing sphere,
Lives there a sound more grateful to the ear
Of Him who made all harmony,
Than the blest sound of fetters breaking,
And the first hymn that man awaking
From Slavery's slumber breathes to Liberty.

[The end]
Thomas Moore's poem: Swiss Air.--"Ranz Des Vaches"

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