National Lyrics, and Songs for Music/Song of Mina's Soldiers

by Felicia Hemans

For other versions of this work, see The Song of Mina's Soldiers.

VIII.

THE SONG OF MINA'S SOLDIERS.

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We heard thy name, O Mina!
    Far thro' our hills it rang;
A sound more strong than tempests,
    More keen than armour's clang.
The peasant left his vintage,
    The shepherd grasp'd the spear—
—We heard thy name, O Mina!
    The mountain bands are here.

As eagles to the day-spring,
    As torrents to the sea,
From every dark Sierra
    So rush'd our hearts to thee.

Thy spirit is our banner,
    Thine eye our beacon-sign,
Thy name our trumpet, Mina!
    —The mountain bands are thine.