Merrily every bosom boundeth, Merrily, oh! Where the song of Freedom soundeth, Merrily oh! There the warrior's arms Shed more splendor; There the maiden's charm's Shine more tender; Every joy the land surroundeth, Merrily, oh! merrily, oh! Wearily every bosom pineth, Wearily, oh! Where the bond of slavery twineth Wearily, oh There the warrior's dart Hath no fleetness; There the maiden's heart Hath no sweetness-- Every flower of life declineth, Wearily, oh! wearily, oh! Cheerily then from hill and valley, Cheerily, oh! Like your native fountain sally, Cheerily, oh! If a glorious death, Won by bravery, Sweeter be than breath Sighed in slavery, Round the flag of Freedom rally, Cheerily, oh! cheerily, oh! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES WRITTEN IN KENSINGTON GARDENS by MATTHEW ARNOLD A SUMMER EVENING'S MEDITATION by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD EPIGRAM: TO FOOL, OR KNAVE by BEN JONSON AN EVENING by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM LILIES: 14. THE AWAKING by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) THROUGH; A VISION OF VICTORY by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON RED RIVER EVENING by PAUL SOUTHWORTH BLISS THE STEALING OF THE MARE; AN ARABIC EPIC OF THE TENTH CENTURY by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |