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BRAVE HEART.
AFAR in the forest,
Or deep in the town;—
Where the sun rays come up,
Or the wild waves go down;
'Mid armies triumphant,
In deserts alone,
While morning red gleameth,
Brave Heart holds his own.
Or deep in the town;—
Where the sun rays come up,
Or the wild waves go down;
'Mid armies triumphant,
In deserts alone,
While morning red gleameth,
Brave Heart holds his own.
When true love sings sweetly,
And white arms hold fast,
Or when love goes whistling
Away with the blast;
In kisses and music,
By hatred's grim tone,
In rags or in ermine,
Brave Heart holds his own.
And white arms hold fast,
Or when love goes whistling
Away with the blast;
In kisses and music,
By hatred's grim tone,
In rags or in ermine,
Brave Heart holds his own.
When hunter's horn soundeth
O'er river and rocks
Each soul with joy boundeth,
In chasing the fox;
And though the fox 'scape them
Still pleasure they've known,
So through this world's hunting
Brave Heart holds his own.
O'er river and rocks
Each soul with joy boundeth,
In chasing the fox;
And though the fox 'scape them
Still pleasure they've known,
So through this world's hunting
Brave Heart holds his own.
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Love, fame, and a fortune
May come or may go;
Hate, Vengeance, and Murder,
With all the mad show:—
But 'mid joys he hath garnered
Or griefs he hath sown,
O'er his feelings and sorrows
Brave Heart holds his own.
May come or may go;
Hate, Vengeance, and Murder,
With all the mad show:—
But 'mid joys he hath garnered
Or griefs he hath sown,
O'er his feelings and sorrows
Brave Heart holds his own.
As the wild eagle saileth
O'er sunshine and cloud,
As the dead nothing heareth
Far down in his shroud,
As the tall man when bearded
Hath child-dreams outgrown,
So through all this world's wearing
Brave Heart holds his own.
O'er sunshine and cloud,
As the dead nothing heareth
Far down in his shroud,
As the tall man when bearded
Hath child-dreams outgrown,
So through all this world's wearing
Brave Heart holds his own.
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