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nations of Europe! arising to war, And scorning submission to tyranny's might; Oh! follow the track of my bright blazing car, Diffusing a path-way of radiance afar, Dispelling the shadows of night!

And, hark! the destroyer has summon'd his band, He waves the proud sceptre, his magical wand; In legions they rush to the field! 'Tis the voice of destruction that swells in the storm, The cloud and the tempest envelop his form. O patriots! O heroes! O chiefs of renown! Awake in my cause, and contend for my crown, And vict'ry shall hallow your shield!