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was heard the sound of a coming foe, There was sent through Britain a bended bow, And a voice was pour'd on the free winds far. As the land rose up at the sign of war.

And the reaper arm'd, like a freeman's son, And the bended bow and the voice pass'd on.

And the hunter arm'd ere his chase was done, And the bended bow and the voice pass'd on.

And the chieftain arm'd, and the horn was blown, And the bended bow and the voice pass'd on.

And the prince came arm'd, like a leader's son, And the bended bow and the voice pass'd on.

And the bended bow and the voice pass'd on, And the bards made song for a battle won.F. H.