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 Who for his country brave would fly from the invader Who his base life to save Would traitor-like degrade her: Our hallow'd cause our home and laws Gainst tyrant power sustaining Well gain a crown of bright renown Or die our rights maintaining. March to the battle field &c.

Go, youth beloved, to distant glades, New friends, new hopes, new joys to find ; Yet sometimes deign 'midst fairer maids, To think on hre thou leavest behind. Thy love, thy fate, dear youth, to share, Must never be my happy lot ; But thou may'st grant this humble prayer Forget me not, forget me not.

Yet should the thought of my distress Too painful to thy feelings be, Heed not the wish I now express, Nor ever deign to think on me. But, oh, if grief thy steps attend, If want, if sickness be thy lot, And thou require a soothing friend, Forget me not. forget me not.