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Dear Harp of my Country! in darkness I thee,
The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee
When proudly, my own Island Harp! I thee,
And all thy chords to light, freedom, and song!

The warm lay of love and the light of gladness
Have waken'd thy fondest, thy thrill;
But so oft has thou echo'd the deep of sadness,
e'en in thy mirth it will steal from thee still.

Dear Harp of my Country! to thy numbers.
This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall
Go, sleep with the sunshine of on thy slumbers,
Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy mine.

If the of the patriot, soldier, or lover,
Have throbb'd at our lay, thy glory alone;
I was but as the wind, passing over,
And all the wild I waked was thy own!