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Nor look nor tone revealeth aught	A
Save woman's quietness of thought	A
And yet around her is a light	A
Of inward majesty and might	A
M J J	B
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Wer solch ein herz an seinen Busen dr Der kann fur herd und hof mit freuden fechten	C
Willholm Tell	D
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It was the time when children bound to meet	A
Their father's homeward step from field or hill	E
And when the herd's returning bells are sweet	A
In the Swiss valleys and the lakes grow still	E
And the last note of that wild horn swells by	F
Which haunts the exile's heart with melody	A
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And lovely smil'd full many an Alpine home	G
Touch'd with the crimson of the dying hour	H
Which lit its low roof by the torrent's foam	G
And pierced its lattice thro' the vine hung bower	H
But one the loveliest o'er the land that rose	I
Then first look'd mournful in its green repose	I
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For Werner sat beneath the linden tree	A
That sent its lulling whispers through his door	J
Ev'n as man sits whose heart alone would be	A
With some deep care and thus can find no more	J
Th' accustom'd joy in all which Evening brings	K
Gathering a household with her quiet wings	K
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His wife stood hush'd before him sad yet mild	A
In her beseeching mien he mark'd it not	A
The silvery laughter of his bright hair'd child	A
Rang from the greensward round the shelter'd spot	A
But seem'd unheard until at last the boy	L
Rais'd from his heap'd up flowers a glance of joy	L
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And met his father's face but then a change	M
Pass'd swiftly o'er the brow of infant glee	A
And a quick sense of something dimly strange	M
Brought him from play to stand beside the knee	A
So often climb'd and lift his loving eyes	N
That shone through clouds of sorrowful surprise	N
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Then the proud bosom of the strong man shook	O
But tenderly his babe's fair mother laid	A
Her hand on his and with a pleading look	O
Thro' tears half quivering o'er him bent and said	A
'What grief dear friend hath made thy heart its prey	B
That thou shouldst turn thee from our love away	B
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'It is too sad to see thee thus my friend	A
Mark'st thou the wonder on thy boy's fair brow	P
Missing the smile from thine Oh cheer thee bend	A
To his soft arms unseal thy thoughts e'en now	P
Thou dost not kindly to withhold the share	Q
Of tried affection in thy secret care '	-
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He looked up into that sweet earnest face	R
But sternly mournfully not yet the band	A
Was loosen'd from his soul its inmost place	R
Not yet unveil'd by love's o'ermastering hand	A
'Speak low ' he cried and pointed where on high	F
The white Alps glitter'd thro' the solemn sky	F
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'We must speak low amidst our ancient hills	S
And their free torrents for the days are come	T
When tyranny lies couch'd by forest rills	S
And meets the shepherd in his mountain home	G
Go pour the wine of our own grapes in fear	U
Keep silence by the hearth its foes are near	U
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'The envy of th' oppressor's eye hath been	C
Upon my heritage I sit to night	A
Under my household tree if not serene	C
Yet with the faces best beloved in sight	A
To morrow eve may find me chain'd and thee	A
How can I bear the boy's young smiles to see '	-
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The bright blood left that youthful mother's cheek	V
Back on the linden stem she lean'd her form	W
And her lip trembled as it strove to speak	V
Like a frail harp string shaken by the storm	W
'Twas but a moment and the faintness pass'd	A
And the free Alpine spirit woke at last	A
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And she that ever thro' her home had mov'd	A
With the meek thoughtfulness and quiet smile	X
Of woman calmly loving and belov'd	A
And timid in her happiness the while	X
Stood brightly forth and steadfastly that hour	H
Her clear glance kindling into sudden power	H
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Ay pale she stood but with an eye of light	A
And took her fair child to her holy breast	A
And lifted her soft voice that gathered might	A
As it found language 'Are we thus oppress'd	A
Then must we rise upon our mountain sod	A
And man must arm and woman call on God	A
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'I know what thou wouldst do And be it done	C
Thy soul is darken'd with its fears for me	A
Trust me to Heaven my husband this thy son	C
The babe whom I have born thee must be free	A
And the sweet memory of our pleasant hearth	Y
May well give strength if aught be strong on earth	Z
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'Thou hast been brooding o'er the silent dread	A
Of my desponding tears now lift once more	J
My hunter of the hills thy stately head	A
And let thine eagle glance my joy restore	J
I can bear all but seeing thee subdued	A
Take to thee back thine own undaunted mood	A
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'Go forth beside the waters and along	A2
The chamois paths and thro' the forests go	B2
And tell in burning words thy tale of wrong	A2
To the brave hearts that midst the hamlets glow	B2
God shall be with thee my belov'd Away	B
Bless but thy child and leave me I can pray '	-
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He sprang up like a warrior youth awaking	A2
To clarion sounds upon the ringing air	Q
He caught her to his breast while proud tears breaking	A2
From his dark eyes fell o'er her braided hair	Q
And 'Worthy art thou ' was his joyous cry	F
'That man for thee should gird himself to die	F
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'My bride my wife the mother of my child	A
Now shall thy name be armour to my heart	A
And this our land by chains no more defiled	A
Be taught of thee to choose the better part	A
I go thy spirit on my words shall dwell	D
Thy gentle voice shall stir the Alps Farewell '	-
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And thus they parted by the quiet lake	A2
In the clear starlight he the strength to rouse	S
Of the free hills she thoughtful for his sake	A2
To rock her child beneath the whispering boughs	S
Singing its blue half curtain'd eyes to sleep	C2
With a low hymn amidst the stillness deep	C2

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