The Isles of Loch Awe and Other Poems of my Youth With Sixteen Illustrations. By Philip Gilbert Hamerton |
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My dread illusion was destroyed at once;
Our band struck up, and all my wounded men,
Aye, and the dead, sprang lightly to their feet,
And flocked to hear the music; and the sun,
No longer baleful, kissed the brazen horns.
Our band struck up, and all my wounded men,
Aye, and the dead, sprang lightly to their feet,
And flocked to hear the music; and the sun,
No longer baleful, kissed the brazen horns.
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