Appendix Of Poems Etc. In Schiller's Dramatic Works Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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APPENDIX	A
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The following variations appear in the first two verses of Hector's	B
Farewell as given in The Robbers act ii scene	C
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ANDROMACHE	D
Wilt thou Hector leave me leave me weeping	E
Where Achilles' murderous blade is heaping	E
Bloody offerings on Patroclus' grave	F
Who alas will teach thine infant truly	G
Spears to hurl the gods to honor duly	G
When thou'rt buried 'neath dark Xanthus' wave	F
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HECTOR	H
Dearest wife go fetch my death spear glancing	E
Let me join the battle dance entrancing	E
For my shoulders bear the weight of Troy	I
Heaven will be our Astyanax' protector	H
Falling as his country's savior Hector	H
Soon will greet thee in the realms of joy	I
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The following additional verse is found in Amalia's Song as sung in The	J
Robbers act iii scene It is introduced between the first and second	K
verses as they appear in poems	L
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His embrace what maddening rapture bound us	M
Bosom throbbed 'gainst bosom with wild might	N
Mouth and ear were chained night reigned around us	M
And the spirit winged toward heaven its flight	N
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From The Robbers act iv scene	C
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CHORUS OF ROBBERS	B
What so good for banishing sorrow	O
As women theft and bloody affray	O
We must dance in the air to morrow	O
Therefore let's be right merry to day	P
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A free and jovial life we've led	Q
Ever since we began it	R
Beneath the tree we make our bed	Q
We ply our task when the storm's o'erhead	Q
And deem the moon our planet	Q
The fellow we swear by is Mercury	O
A capital hand at our trade is he	O
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To day we become the guests of a priest	Q
A rich farmer to morrow must feed us	M
And as for the future we care not the least	Q
But leave it to heaven to heed us	M
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And when our throats with a vintage rare	O
We've long enough been supplying	E
Fresh courage and strength we drink in there	O
And with the evil one friendship swear	O
Who down in hell is frying	E
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The groans o'er fathers reft of breath	S
The sorrowing mothers' cry of death	S
Deserted brides' sad sobs and tears	T
Are sweetest music to our ears	U
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Ha when under the axe each one quivering lies	V
When they bellow like calves and fall round us like flies	V
Naught gives such pleasure to our sight	Q
It fills our ears with wild delight	Q
And when arrives the fatal day	Q
The devil straight may fetch us	M
Our fee we get without delay	Q
They instantly Jack Ketch us	M
One draught upon the road of liquor bright and clear	O
And hip hip hip hurrah we're seen no longer here	O
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From The Robbers act iv scene	C
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MOOR'S SONG	E
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BRUTUS	M
Ye are welcome peaceful realms of light	Q
Oh receive Rome's last surviving son	W
From Philippi from the murderous fight	Q
Come I now my race of sorrow run	W
Cassius where art thou Rome overthrown	X
All my brethren's loving band destroyed	Q
Safety find I at death's door alone	X
And the world to Brutus is a void	Q
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CAESAR	O
Who now with the ne'er subdued one's tread	Q
Hither from yon rocks makes haste to come	Y
Ha if by no vision I'm misled	Q
'Tis the footstep of a child of Rome	Z
Son of Tiber whence dost thou appear	O
Stands the seven hilled city as of yore	O
Oft her orphaned lot awakes my tear	O
For alas her Caesar is no more	O
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BRUTUS	M
Ha thou with the three and twenty wounds	A2
Who hath dead one summoned thee to light	Q
Back to gaping Orcus' fearful bonds	B2
Haughty mourner triumph not to night	Q
On Philippi's iron altar lo	O
Reeks now freedom's final victim's blood	Q
Rome o'er Brutus' bier feels her death throe	O
He seeks Minos Back to thy dark flood	Q
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CAESAR	O
Oh the death stroke Brutus' sword then hurled	Q
Thou too Brutus thou Could this thing be	O
Son It was thy father Son the world	Q
Would have fallen heritage to thee	O
Go 'mongst Romans thou art deemed immortal	C2
For thy steel hath pierced thy father's breast	Q
Go and shout it even to yon portal	C2
Brutus is 'mongst Romans deemed immortal	C2
For his steel hath pierced his father's breast	Q
Go thou knowest now what on Lethe's strand	Q
Made me a prisoner stand	Q
Now grim steersman push thy bark from land	Q
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BRUTUS	M
Father stay In all earth's realms so fair	O
It hath been my lot to know but one	W
Who with mighty Caesar could compare	O
And of yore thou called'st him thy son	W
None but Caesar could a Rome o'erthrow	O
Brutus only made great Caesar fear	O
Where lives Brutus Caesar's blood must flow	O
If thy path lies yonder mine is here	O
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From Wallenstein's Camp scene	C
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RECRUIT'S SONG	E
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How sweet the wild sound	Q
Of drum and of fife	D2
To roam o'er earth's round	Q
Lead a wandering life	D2
With steed trained aright	Q
And bold for the fight	Q
With a sword by the side	Q
To rove far and wide	Q
Quick nimble and free	O
As the finch that we see	O
On bushes and trees	E2
Or braving the breeze	E2
Huzza then the Friedlander's banner for me	O
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From Wallenstein's Camp scene the last	Q
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SECOND CUIRASSIER sings	F2
Up up my brave comrades to horse to horse	G2
Let us haste to the field and to freedom	Y
To the field for 'tis there that is proved our hearts' force	G2
'Tis there that in earnest we need 'em	Y
None other can there our places supply	H2
Each must stand alone on himself must rely	H2
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CHORUS	M
None other can there our places supply	H2
Each must stand alone on himself must rely	H2
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DRAGOON	C
Now freedom appears from the world to have flown	C
None but lords and their vassals one traces	I2
While falsehood and cunning are ruling alone	C
O'er the living cowardly races	I2
The man who can look upon death without fear	O
The soldier is now the sole freeman left here	O
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CHORUS	M
The man who can look upon death without fear	O
The soldier is now the sole freeman left here	O
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FIRST YAGER	O
The cares of this life he casts them away	Q
Untroubled by fear or by sorrow	O
He rides to his fate with a countenance gay	Q
And finds it to day or to morrow	O
And if 'tis to morrow to day we'll employ	I
To drink full deep of the goblet of joy	I
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CHORUS	M
And if 'tis to morrow to day we'll employ	I
To drink full deep of the goblet of joy	I
They refill their glasses and drink	E
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CAVALRY SERGEANT	Q
The skies o'er him shower his lot filled with mirth	J2
He gains without toil its full measure	O
The peasant who grubs in the womb of the earth	J2
Believes that he'll find there the treasure	O
Through lifetime he shovels and digs like a slave	F
And digs till at length he has dug his own grave	F
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CHORUS	M
Through lifetime he shovels and digs like a slave	F
And digs till at length he has dug his own grave	F
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FIRST YAGER	O
The horseman as well as his swift footed beast	Q
Are guests by whom all are affrighted	Q
When glimmer the lamps at the wedding feast	Q
In the banquet he joins uninvited	Q
He woos not long and with gold he ne'er buys	V
But carries by storm love's blissful prize	V
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CHORUS	M
He woos not long and with gold he ne'er buys	V
But carries by storm love's blissful prize	V
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SECOND CUIRASSIER	O
Why weeps the maiden Why sorrows she so	O
Let me hence let me hence girl I pray thee	O
The soldier on earth no sure quarters can know	O
With true love he ne'er can repay thee	O
Fate hurries him onward with fury blind	Q
His peace he never can leave behind	Q
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CHORUS	M
Fate hurries him onward with fury blind	Q
His peace he can never leave behind	Q
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FIRST YAGER	O
Taking his two neighbors by the hand The rest do the same	K2
forming a large semi circle	C2
Away then my comrades our chargers let's mount	Q
In the battle the bosom bounds lightly	O
Youth boils and life's goblet still foams at the fount	Q
Away while the spirit glows brightly	O
Unless ye have courage your life to stake	E
That life ye never your own can make	E
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CHORUS	M
Unless ye have courage your life to stake	E
That life ye never your own can make	E
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From William Tell act i scene	C
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SCENE The high rocky shore of the Lake of Lucerne opposite Schwytz	M
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The lake forms an inlet in the land a cottage is near the shore	O
a fisher boy is rowing in a boat Beyond the lake are seen the green	C
pastures the villages and farms of Schwytz glowing in the sunshine	C
On the left of the spectator are the peaks of the Hacken enveloped in	C
clouds on his right in the distance are seen the glaciers Before	O
the curtain rises the RANZ DES VACHES and the musical sound of the	J
cattle bells are heard and continue also for some time after the scene	C
opens	M
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FISHER BOY sings in his boat	Q
AIR Ranz des Vaches	M
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Bright smiles the lake as it woos to its deep	L2
A boy on its margin of green lies asleep	L2
Then hears he a strain	C
Like the flute's gentle note	Q
Sweet as voices of angels	M
In Eden that float	Q
And when he awakens with ecstasy blest	Q
The waters are playing all over his breast	Q
From the depths calls a voice	M
Dearest child with me go	O
I lure down the sleeper	O
I draw him below	O
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HERDSMAN on the mountain	C
AIR Variation of the Ranz des Vaches	M
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Ye meadows farewell	M2
Ye pastures so glowing	E
The herdsman is going	E
For summer has fled	Q
We depart to the mountain we'll come back again	C
When the cuckoo is calling when wakens the strain	C
When the earth is tricked out with her flowers so gay	Q
When the stream sparkles bright in the sweet month of May	Q
Ye meadows farewell	M2
Ye pastures so glowing	E
The herdsman is going	E
For summer has fled	Q
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CHAMOIS HUNTER appearing on the top of a rock	E
AIR Second Variation of the Ranz des Vaches	M
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O'er the heights growls the thunder while quivers the bridge	N2
Yet no fear feels the hunter though dizzy the ridge	N2
He strides on undaunted	Q
O'er plains icy bound	Q
Where spring never blossoms	M
Nor verdure is found	Q
And a broad sea of mist lying under his feet	Q
Man's dwellings his vision no longer can greet	Q
The world he but views	M
When the clouds broken are	O
With its pastures so green	C
Through the vapor afar	O
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From William Tell act iii scene	C
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WALTER sings	M
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Bow and arrow bearing	E
Over hills and streams	M
Moves the hunter daring	E
Soon as daylight gleams	M
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As all flying creatures	M
Own the eagle's sway	Q
So the hunter Nature's	M
Mounts and crags obey	Q
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Over space he reigneth	J
And he makes his prize	M
All his bolt attaineth	J
All that creeps or flies	M
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From William Tell act iv scene	C
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CHORUS OF BROTHERS OF MERCY	M
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Death comes to man with hasty stride	Q
No respite is to him e'er given	C
He's stricken down in manhood's pride	Q
E'en in mid race from earth he's driven	C
Prepared or not to go from here	O
Before his Judge he must appear	O
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From Turandot act ii scene	C
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RIDDLE	C2
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The tree whereon decay	Q
All those from mortals sprung	E
Full old and yet whose spray	Q
Is ever green and young	E
To catch the light it rolls	M
Each leaf upon one side	Q
The other black as coals	M
The sun has ne'er descried	Q
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It places on new rings	M
As often as it blows	M
The age too of all things	M
To mortal gaze it shows	M
Upon its bark so green	C
A name oft meets the eye	H2
Yet 'tis no longer seen	C
When it grows old and dry	H2
This tree what can it mean	C
I wait for thy reply	H2
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From Mary Stuart act iii scene	C
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SCENE A Park MARY advances hastily from behind some trees HANNAH	J
KENNEDY follows her slowly	M
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MARY	M
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Let me my newly won liberty taste	Q
Let me rejoice as a child once again	C
And as on pinions with airy foot hast	Q
Over the tapestried green of the plain	C
Have I escaped from my prison so drear	M
Shall I no more in my sad dungeon pine	C
Let me in long and in thirsty draughts here	M
Drink in the breezes so free so divine	C
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Thanks thanks ye trees in smiling verdure dressed	Q
In that ye veil my prison walls from sight	Q
I'll dream that I am free and blest	Q
Why should I waken from a dream so bright	Q
Do not the spacious heavens encompass me	M
Behold my gaze unshackled free	M
Pierces with joy the trackless realms of light	Q
There where the gray tinged hills of mist project	Q
My kingdom's boundaries begin	C
Yon clouds that tow'rd the south their course direct	Q
France's far distant ocean seek to win	C
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Swiftly flying clouds hardy sailors through air	M
Mortal hath roamed with ye sailed with ye ne'er	M
Greetings of love to my youthful home bear	M
I am a prisoner I am in chains	M
Ah not a herald save ye now remains	M
Free through the air hath your path ever been	C
Ye are not subject to England's proud queen	C
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Yonder's a fisherman trimming his boat	Q
E'en that frail skiff from all danger might tear me	M
And to the dwellings of friends it might bear me	M
Scarcely his earnings can keep life afloat	Q
Richly with treasures his lap I'd heap over	M
Oh what a draught should reward him to day	Q
Fortune held fast in his nets he'd discover	M
If in his bark he would take me away	Q
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Hear'st thou the horn of the hunter resound	Q
Wakening the echo through forest and plain	C
Ah on my spirited courser to bound	Q
Once more to join in the mirth stirring train	C
Hark how the dearly loved tones come again	C
Blissful yet sad the remembrance they wake	E
Oft have they fallen with joy on mine ear	M
When in the highlands the bugle rang clear	M
Rousing the chase over mountain and brake	E
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From The Maid of Orleans Prologue scene	C
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JOAN OF ARC soliloquizing	E
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Farewell ye mountains and ye pastures dear	M
Ye still and happy valleys fare ye well	M2
No longer may Joan's footsteps linger here	M
Joan bids ye now a long a last farewell	M2
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Ye meadows that I watered and each bush	D
Set by my hands ne'er may your verdure fail	O2
Farewell ye grots ye springs that cooling gush	D
Thou echo blissful voice of this sweet vale	O2
So wont to give me back an answering strain	C
Joan must depart and ne'er return again	C
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Ye haunts of all my silent joys of old	Q
I leave ye now behind forevermore	M
Disperse ye lambs far o'er the trackless wold	Q
She now hath gone who tended you of yore	M
I must away to guard another fold	Q
On yonder field of danger stained with gore	M
Thus am I bidden by a spirit's tone	C
'Tis no vain earthly longing drives me on	C
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For He who erst to Moses on the height	Q
Of Horeb in the fiery bush came down	C
And bade him stand in haughty Pharaoh's sight	Q
He who made choice of Jesse's pious son	C
The shepherd as his champion in the fight	Q
He who to shepherds grace hath ever shown	C
He thus addressed me from this lofty tree	M
Go hence On earth my witness thou shalt be	M
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In rugged brass then clothe thy members now	C
In steel thy gentle bosom must be dressed	Q
No mortal love thy heart must e'er allow	C
With earthly passion's sinful flame possessed	Q
Ne'er will the bridal wreath adorn thy brow	C
No darling infant blossom on thy breast	Q
Yet thou with warlike honors shalt be laden	C
Raising thee high above each earthly maiden	C
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For when the bravest in the fight despair	M
When France appears to wait her final blow	O
Then thou my holy oriflamme must bear	M
And as the ripened corn the reapers mow	O
Hew down the conqueror as he triumphs there	M
His fortune's wheel thou thus wilt overthrow	O
To France's hero sons salvation bring	E
Deliver Rheims once more and crown thy king	E
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The Lord hath promised to send down a sign	C
A helmet he hath sent it comes from Him	P2
His sword endows mine arm with strength divine	C
I feel the courage of the cherubim	P2
To join the battle turmoil how I pine	C
A raging tempest thrills through every limb	P2
The summons to the field bursts on mine ear	M
My charger paws the ground the trump rings clear	M
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From The Maid of Orleans act iv scene	C
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SCENE A hall prepared for a festival The pillars are covered with	J
festoons of flowers flutes and hautboys are heard behind the scene	C
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JOAN OF ARC soliloquizing	E
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Each weapon rests war's tumults cease to sound	Q
While dance and song succeed the bloody fray	M
Through every street the merry footsteps bound	Q
Altar and church are clad in bright array	M
And gates of branches green arise around	Q
Over the columns twine the garlands gay	M
Rheims cannot hold the ever swelling train	C
That seeks the nation festival to gain	C
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All with one joyous feeling are elate	Q
One single thought is thrilling every breast	Q
What until now was severed by fierce hate	Q
Is by the general rapture truly blessed	Q
By each who called this land his parent state	Q
The name of Frenchman proudly is confessed	Q
The glory is revived of olden days	M
And to her regal son France homage pays	M
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Yet I who have achieved this work of pride	Q
I cannot share the rapture felt by all	Q2
My heart is changed my heart is turned aside	Q
It shuns the splendor of this festival	C2
'Tis in the British camp it seeks to hide	Q
'Tis on the foe my yearning glances fall	Q2
And from the joyous circle I must steal	R2
My bosom's crime o'erpowering to conceal	R2
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Who I What in my bosom chaste	Q
Can mortal's image have a seat	Q
This heart by heavenly glory graced	Q
Dares it with earthly love to beat	Q
The saviour of my country I	H2
The champion of the Lord Most High	H2
Own for my country's foe a flame	P2
To the chaste sun my guilt proclaim	P2
And not be crushed beneath my shame	P2
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The music behind the scene changes into a soft melting melody	M
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Woe oh woe what strains enthralling	M
How bewildering to mine ear	M
Each his voice beloved recalling	M
Charming up his image dear	M
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Would that battle tempests bound me	M
Would that spears were whizzing round me	M
In the hotly raging strife	D2
Could my courage find fresh life	D2
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How those tones those voices blest	Q
Coil around my bosom burning	M
All the strength within my breast	Q
Melting into tender yearning	M
Into tears of sadness turning	M
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The flutes are again heard she falls into a silent melancholy	M
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Gentle crook oh that I never	M
For the sword had bartered thee	M
Sacred oak why didst thou ever	M
From thy branches speak to me	M
Would that thou to me in splendor	M
Queen of heaven hadst ne'er come down	C
Take all claim I must surrender	M
Take oh take away thy crown	C
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Ah I open saw yon heaven	C
Saw the features of the blest	Q
Yet to earth my hopes are riven	C
In the skies they ne'er can rest	Q
Wherefore make me ply with ardor	M
This vocation terror fraught	Q
Would this heart were rendered harder	M
That by heaven to feel was taught	Q
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To proclaim Thy might sublime	P2
Those select who free from crime	P2
In Thy lasting mansions stand	Q
Send Thou forth Thy spirit band	Q
The immortal and the pure	M
Feelingless from tears secure	M
Never choose a maiden fair	M
Shepherdess' weak spirit ne'er	M
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Kings' dissensions wherefore dread I	H2
Why the fortune of the fight	Q
Guilelessly my lambs once fed I	H2
On the silent mountain height	Q
Yet Thou into life didst bear me	M
To the halls where monarchs throne	C
In the toils of guilt to snare me	M
Ah the choice was not mine own	C
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The year	M

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