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LAYS OF MANY LANDS.
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But nearer came the clash of steel,
    And louder swell'd the horn,
And farther yet the tambour's peal
    Through the dark pass was borne.


"Hear'st thou the sound of their savage mirth?
—Boy! thou wert free when I gave thee birth,
Free, and how cherish'd, my warrior's son!
He too hath bless'd thee, as I have done!
Aye, and unchain'd must his lov'd ones be—
—Freedom, young Suliote! for thee and me!"

And from the arrowy peak she sprung,
    And fast the fair child bore,
A veil upon the wind was flung,
    A cry—and all was o'er!

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