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the loud winds, O darling of all hearts,

And shoot o'er land and sea thy beams worldwide!

How many thousands in thy light have died,

Radiant and sweet! now from our banners darts

A greater glory! in our bosoms starts

A deeper joy: so swells the long-pent tide

Of full devotion to thy sacred side,

And from impatient millions doubt departs.

Advance thy colors in the captain-files

That vanward lead the many-languaged host

Like mighty waves that lift an angry sea,—

And break the German! miles on headlong miles