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Her heralds had been to distant lands To call together the joyeuse bands, And they had hasten'd. England had sent Her harp across the blue element; The Spaniard had come from the land of romance; And the flower of her minstrels had gather'd in France, From far and from near; it was strange to see The bards of Erin and Italy Mingle together with those that came From the highland home they so loved to name. Hark to the sound of yon silver horn, And the sweep of the harp to the distance borne; ‘T is the hour of meeting, and welcome now To the gifted hand and the laurel'd brow.