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SONGS FOR MUSIC.
They asked no clarion's voice to fire
Their souls with an impulse high;
But the Dorian reed, and the Spartan lyre
For the sons of liberty!
And still sweet flutes, their path around,
Sent forth Æolian breath:
They needed not a sterner sound
To marshal them for death!
So moved they calmly to their field,
Thence never to return,
Save bringing back the Spartan shield,
Or on it proudly borne!
