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CHORUS.
[Hail to Sadi Abdallah Chiquaw]
Hail to Sadi Abdallah Chiquaw,
Of every Village, Port, and Town,
City and Province of Renown
In fifty Leagues, the Grand Bashaw.
Of every Village, Port, and Town,
City and Province of Renown
In fifty Leagues, the Grand Bashaw.
Whose Steps a Thousand Slaves attend,
Whose Power with Wonder we behold;
Whose mighty Treasure's without End,
Whose Palace shines with massy Gold.
Whose Power with Wonder we behold;
Whose mighty Treasure's without End,
Whose Palace shines with massy Gold.
His Sword is like the Morning Ray,
His Helmet a Beam of the Sky;
Where he comes, he casts round him perpetual Day,
And his prostrate Slaves lift their Voices and cry,
Hail, &c.
His Helmet a Beam of the Sky;
Where he comes, he casts round him perpetual Day,
And his prostrate Slaves lift their Voices and cry,
Hail, &c.
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