Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Harp Of My Country

Dear harp of my country, in I found thee,
The chain of silence had hung o'er thee long;
proudly, my own island harp, I unbound thee,
And gave all thy to light, freedom and song!
The warm lay of love and the tone of gladness
waken'd thy fondest, thy liveliest thrill.
But so oft hast echo'd the deep sigh of sadness,
That in thy mirth, it will steal from thee still.
harp of my country, farewell to thy numbers,
This sweet wreath of song is the we shall twine;
Go, sleep with the of fame on thy slumbers,
Till touch'd by hand less unworthy than mine.
If the of the patriot, soldier or lover
Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory
I was but as the wind heedlessly over,
And all the wild I waked was thy own!