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A MELOLOGUE UPON NATIONAL MUSIC: SPANISH AIR by THOMAS MOORE

First Line: HARK! FROM SPAIN, INDIGNANT SPAIN
Last Line: O ERIN! THINE!
Subject(s): MUSIC & MUSICIANS; NATIONAL SONG - SPAIN; SPANISH NATIONAL ANTHEM;

HARK! from Spain, indignant Spain,
Bursts the bold enthusiast strain,
Like morning's music on the air,
And seems in every note to swear,
By Saragossa's ruin'd streets,
By brave Gerona's deathful story,
That while @3one@1 Spaniard's life-blood beats,
That blood shall stain the Conqueror's glory!
But ah! if vain the patriot's zeal,
If neither valour's force nor wisdom's light
Can break or melt that blood-cemented seal,
Which shuts so close the book of Europe's right --
What song shall then in sadness tell
Of broken pride, of prospects shaded;
Of buried hopes, remember'd well,
Of ardour quench'd and honour faded?
What muse shall mourn the breathless brave,
In sweetest dirge at memory's shrine?
What harp shall sigh o'er Freedom's grave?
O Erin! thine!



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