WHEN TYRANTS TREMBLE, SICK WITH FEAR,
AND HEAR THEIR DEATH KNELLS RINGING,
WHEN FRIENDS REJOICE, BOTH FAR AND NEAR,
HOW CAN I KEEP FROM SINGING?
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ON GALLOWS HIGH OR FUNERAL PYRE,
OUR THOUGHTS TO THEM GO WINGING.
WHEN SHAHEEDS BY SHAME ARE UNDEFILED,
HOW CAN I KEEP FROM SINGING?
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