Lyrics of the heart With other poems. By Alaric A. Watts. With forty-one engravings on steel |
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RHINE SONG. |
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RHINE SONG.
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It was from the heights above Caub (opposite to the Pfalfz), that the view of the Rhine first burst upon the Prussian troops, on their victorious return from France, and drew from them a simultaneous and exulting shout of “The Rhine! the Rhine!” which was repeated as each division came in sight of the river. They subsequently knelt down, and sang, as with one heart and voice, their national song, “Am Rhein, Am Rhein!”
It is the Rhine, our own abounding river!
To home-sick hearts a vision half divine!
Its rapid current swiftly flows as ever;
It is the Rhine! be blessings on the Rhine!
To home-sick hearts a vision half divine!
Its rapid current swiftly flows as ever;
It is the Rhine! be blessings on the Rhine!
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It is the Rhine, with duteous homage kneeling,
In one wild burst let heart and voice combine,
To swell our prayerful song, to heaven appealing;
The Rhine! the Rhine! be blessings on the Rhine!
In one wild burst let heart and voice combine,
To swell our prayerful song, to heaven appealing;
The Rhine! the Rhine! be blessings on the Rhine!
It is the Rhine, our own imperial river;
How brightly still its rippling waters shine;—
Hark to the shout that makes the tall pines quiver!
The Rhine! the Rhine! be blessings on the Rhine!
How brightly still its rippling waters shine;—
Hark to the shout that makes the tall pines quiver!
The Rhine! the Rhine! be blessings on the Rhine!
It is the Rhine that laves our fatherland;
(The seat of all we love, fair Freedom's shrine;)
Above its haunted depths once more we stand;
It is the Rhine! be blessings on the Rhine!
(The seat of all we love, fair Freedom's shrine;)
Above its haunted depths once more we stand;
It is the Rhine! be blessings on the Rhine!
Broken and spent, from battle-fields returning,
Our haven won, we will no more repine;
We left its banks for fame and conquest burning;
Our goal, at length, is gained: the Rhine! the Rhine!
Our haven won, we will no more repine;
We left its banks for fame and conquest burning;
Our goal, at length, is gained: the Rhine! the Rhine!
River of many hearts! rejoice, rejoice!
Glory and Freedom once again are thine!
Echo each storied height, with trumpet voice,
The Rhine! the Rhine! be blessings on the Rhine!
Glory and Freedom once again are thine!
Echo each storied height, with trumpet voice,
The Rhine! the Rhine! be blessings on the Rhine!
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