...hands. Kouget de 1'Isle began: — " Ye sons of France, awake to glory ! Hark ! hark ! what myriads bid you rise ! Your children, wives, and grandsires hoary, Behold their tears, and hear their cries ! Behold their tears, and hear their cries 1 Shall hateful tyrants, mischief breeding, Affright and...

...hands. Rouget de l'Isle began: — " Ye sons of France, awake to glory ! Hark ! hark ! what myriads bid you rise ! Your children, wives, and grandsires hoary, Behold their tears, and hear their cries ! Behold their tears, and hear their cries ! Shall hateful tyrants, mischief breeding, Affright and...

...Brou. Matthew Arnold. YE sons of Freedom, wake to glory ! Hark ! hark ! what myriads bid ye rise I Your children, wives, and grandsires hoary, Behold their tears and hear their cries. BARBARA FRIETCHIE. UP from the meadows rich with corn, clear in the cool September morn, the clustered...

...Odyssey. Bk. XI. L. 441. Pope's trans. Ye sons of France, awake to glory ! Hark ! Hark ! what myriads bid Merchant of Venice. Act II. Sc. 9. L. 39. DIMPLES. Then did she lift her hands unto his chin, ! t. ROUGET DE L'ISLE — The Marseille! Hymn. 1792. A translation. The glory of Him who Hung His masonry...

...world has wept he-wail - ing That falsehood's dagger tyrants wield ;But NJS ±r --- .±3_.^._ ~ fright and desolate the land. While peace and liberty lie bleeding! To arms, to arms, ye man is man, and who is more?Tlien shall they longer la.sli and tioad us? To amis, to arms, ye free-dom...

...opening strophe of the battle hymn : "Ye sons of freedom, wake to glory. Hark! hark! what myriads bid you rise! Your children, wives, and grandsires hoary, Behold their tears, and hear their cries! " The first was all he sang unaccompanied, then the others took it up, and how they took it up. They...

...no - ble spir - it l^—^ -и I \/ 9 * ' 1 T^ 3 — * VV ^ \ -pj» I -\—f~ -*h^-b-~ mf — -H r * cries! Shall hateful tyrants mischief breeding, With hireling hosts, a ruffian band, Afair, Like beasts of burden would they load us, Like gods would bid their slaves a - dore ; But tame...

...translation of the Marseillaise: 'Ye sons of France, awake to glory ! Hark, hark, what myriads bid you rise! Your children, wives and grandsires hoary,...desolate the land, While peace and liberty lie bleeding? CHORUS. " To arms, to arms, ye brave ! Th' avenging sword unshealh. March on, march on, all hearts...

...sometimes used, begins thus : — Ye sons of France, awake to glory ! Hark ! hark ! what myriads bid you rise! Your children, wives, and grandsires hoary,...ruffian band, Affright and desolate the land, While liberty and peace lie bleeding? To arms ! to arms ! ye brave ! The avenging sword unsheathe ! March...

...sometimes used, begins thus : — Ye sons of France, awake to glory ! Hark! hark! what myriads bid yourisel Your children, wives, and grandsires hoary, — Behold...ruffian band, Affright and desolate the land, While liberty and peace lie bleeding? To arms ! to arms ! ye brave ! The avenging sword unsheathe ! March...