March to the Battle Field (n.d., Edinburgh)/March to the Battle Field
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MARCH TO THE BATTLE FIELD.
March to the battle field,
The foe is now before us;
Each heart is Freedom's shield,
And heaven is smiling o‘er us
The woes and pains,
The galling chains,
That kept our spirits under,
To proud disdain
We've broke again,
And burst each link asunder.
The foe is now before us;
Each heart is Freedom's shield,
And heaven is smiling o‘er us
The woes and pains,
The galling chains,
That kept our spirits under,
To proud disdain
We've broke again,
And burst each link asunder.
Who for his country brave,
Would fly from her invader?
Who his base life to save,
Would traitor-like degrade her?
Our hallow’d cause,
Our home and laws,
'Gainst tyrant power sustaining,
We’ll gain a crown
Of bright renown,
Or die—our rights maintaining.
Would fly from her invader?
Who his base life to save,
Would traitor-like degrade her?
Our hallow’d cause,
Our home and laws,
'Gainst tyrant power sustaining,
We’ll gain a crown
Of bright renown,
Or die—our rights maintaining.