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THEN UNFINISHED	A
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Though all the nations now	B
Peace gathers under her white wings	C
The minds of Italy will ne'er be free	D
From the restraints of their old lethargy	D
Till our ill fated land cling fast	E
Unto the glorious memories of the Past	E
Oh lay it to thy heart my Italy	D
Fit honor to thy dead to pay	F
For ah their like walk not thy streets to day	F
Nor is there one whom thou canst reverence	G
Turn turn my country and behold	H
That noble band of heroes old	H
And weep and on thyself thy anger vent	I
For without anger grief is impotent	J
Oh turn and rouse thyself for shame	K
Blush at the thought of sires so great	L
Of children so degenerate	M
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Alien in mien in genius and in speech	N
The eager guest from far	O
Went searching through the Tuscan soil to find	P
Where he reposed whose verse sublime	Q
Might fitly rank with Homer's lofty rhyme	Q
And oh to our disgrace he heard	R
Not only that e'er since his dying day	F
In other soil his bones in exile lay	F
But not a stone within thy walls was reared	S
To him O Florence whose renown	T
Caused thee to be by all the world revered	S
Thanks to the brave the generous band	U
Whose timely labor from our land	U
Will this sad shameful stain remove	V
A noble task is yours	W
And every breast with kindred zeal hath fired	R
That is by love of Italy inspired	R
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May love of Italy inspire you still	X
Poor mother sad and lone	Y
To whom no pity now	B
In any breast is shown	Y
Now that to golden days the evil days succeed	Z
May pity still ye children dear	A2
Your hearts unite your labors crown	T
And grief and anger at her cruel pain	B2
As on her cheeks and veil the hot tears rain	B2
But how can I in speech or song	C2
Your praises fitly sing	D2
To whose mature and careful thought	E2
The work superb in your proud task achieved	F2
Will fame immortal bring	D2
What notes of cheer can I now send to you	G2
That may unto your ardent souls appeal	H2
And add new fervor to your zeal	H2
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Your lofty theme will inspiration give	I2
And its sharp thorns within your bosoms lodge	J2
Who can describe the whirlwind and the storm	K2
Of your deep anger and your deeper love	L2
Who can your wonder stricken looks portray	F
The lightning in your eyes that gleams	M2
What mortal tongue can such celestial themes	M2
In language fit describe	N2
Away ye souls profane away	F
What tears will o'er this marble stone be shed	O2
How can it fall How fall your fame sublime	Q
A victim to the envious tooth of Time	Q
O ye that can alleviate our woes	P2
Sole comfort of this wretched land	U
Live ever ye dear Arts divine	Q2
Amid the ruins of our fallen state	L
The glories of the past to celebrate	L
I too who wish to pay	F
Due honor to our grieving mother bring	D2
Of song my humble offering	D2
As here I sit and listen where	R2
Your chisel life unto the marble gives	S2
O thou illustrious sire of Tuscan song	C2
If tidings e'er of earthly things	C
Of her whom thou hast placed so high	T2
Could reach your mansions in the sky	T2
I know thou for thyself no joy wouldst feel	H2
For with thy fame compared	U2
Renowned in every land	U
Our bronze and marble are as wax and sand	U
If thee we have forgotten can forget	V2
May suffering still follow suffering	D2
And may thy race to all the world unknown	Y
In endless sorrows weep and moan	Y
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Thou for thyself no joy wouldst feel	H2
But for thy native land	U
If the example of their sires	W2
Could in the cold and sluggish sons	X2
Renew once more the ancient fires	Y2
That they might lift their heads in pride again	Z2
Alas with what protracted sufferings	C
Thou seest her afflicted that e'en then	Z2
Did seem to know no end	A3
When thou anew didst unto Paradise ascend	A3
Reduced so low that as thou seest her now	B
She then a happy Queen appeared	S
Such misery her heart doth grieve	B3
As seeing thou canst not thy eyes believe	B3
And oh the last most bitter blow of all	C3
When on the ground as she in anguish lay	F
It seemed indeed thy country's dying day	F
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O happy thou whom Fate did not condemn	D3
To live amid such horrors who	G2
Italian wives didst not behold	H
By ruffian troops embraced	E3
Nor cities plundered fields laid waste	E3
By hostile spear and foreign rage	F3
Nor works divine of genius borne away	F
In sad captivity beyond the Alps	G3
The roads encumbered with the precious prey	F
Nor foreign rulers' insolence and pride	H3
Nor didst insulting voices hear	I3
Amidst the sound of chains and whips	J3
The sacred name of Liberty deride	H3
Who suffers not Oh at these wretches' hands	K3
What have we not endured	L3
From what unholy deed have they refrained	M3
What temple altar have they not profaned	M3
Why have we fallen on such evil times	N3
Why didst thou give us birth or why	T2
No sooner suffer us to die	T2
O cruel Fate We who have seen	O3
Our wretched country so betrayed	M3
The handmaid slave of impious strangers made	M3
And of her ancient virtues all bereft	M3
Yet could no aid or comfort give	I2
Or ray of hope that might relieve	B3
The anguish of her soul	P3
Alas my blood has not been shed for thee	D
My country dear Nor have I died	M3
That thou mightst live	Q3
My heart with anger and with pity bleeds	R3
Ah bitter thought Thy children fought and fell	S3
But not for dying Italy ah no	T3
But in the service of her cruel foe	T3
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Father if this enrage thee not	M3
How changed art thou from what thou wast on earth	U3
On Russia's plains so bleak and desolate	M3
They died the sons of Italy	D
Ah well deserving of a better fate	M3
In cruel war with men with beasts	V3
The elements In heaps they strewed the ground	M3
Half clad emaciated stained with blood	M3
A bed of ice for their sick frames they found	M3
Then when the parting hour drew near	A2
In fond remembrance of that mother dear	A2
They cried Oh had we fallen by the foeman's hand	M3
And not the victims of the clouds and storms	W3
And for thy good our native land	M3
Now far from thee and in the bloom of youth	X3
Unknown to all we yield our parting breath	Y3
And die for her who caused our country's death	Y3
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The northern desert and the whispering groves	Z3
Sole witnesses of their lament	M3
As thus they passed away	F
And their neglected corpses as they lay	F
Upon that horrid sea of snow exposed	M3
Were by the beasts consumed	M3
The memories of the brave and good	M3
And of the coward and the vile	A4
Unto the same oblivion doomed	M3
Dear souls though infinite your wretchedness	Z3
Rest rest in peace And yet what peace is yours	Z3
Who can no comfort ever know	T3
While Time endures	Z3
Rest in the depths of your unmeasured woe	T3
O ye her children true	G2
Whose fate alone with hers may vie	T2
In endless hopeless misery	D
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But she rebukes you not	M3
Ah no but these alone	Y
Who forced you with her to contend	M3
And still her bitter tears she blends with yours	Z3
In wretchedness that knows no end	M3
Oh that some pity in the heart were born	B4
For her who hath all other glories won	C4
Of one who from this dark profound abyss	Z3
Her weak and weary feet could guide	M3
Thou glorious shade oh say	Z3
Does no one love thy Italy	D
Say is the flame that kindled thee extinct	M3
And will that myrtle never bloom again	Z2
That hath so long consoled us in our pain	B2
Must all our garlands wither in the dust	M3
And shall we a redeemer never see	D
Who may in part at least resemble thee	D
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Are we forever lost	M3
Is there no limit to our shame	K
I while I live will never cease to cry	T2
Degenerate race think of thy ancestry	D
Behold these ruins vast	M3
These pictures statues temples poems grand	M3
Think of the glories of thy native land	M3
If they thy soul cannot inspire or warn	B4
Why linger here Arise Begone	B4
This holy ground must not be thus defiled	M3
And must no shelter give	I2
Unto the coward and the slave	D4
Far better were the silence of the grave	D4