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Song To The Suliotes Post by :opuavang Category :Poems Author :Lord Byron Date :August 2011 Read :4132

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Song To The Suliotes

1.

UP to battle! Sons of Suli
Up, and do your duty duly!
There the wall--and there the Moat is:
Bouwah!(1) Bouwah! Suliotes!
There is booty--there is Beauty,
Up my boys and do your duty.

2.

By the sally and the rally
Which defied the arms of Ali;
By your own dear native Highlands,
By your children in the islands,
Up and charge, my Stratiotes,
Bouwah!--Bouwah!--Suliotes!


3.

As our ploughshare is the Sabre:
Here's the harvest of our labour;
For behind those battered breaches
Are our foes with all their riches:
There is Glory--there is plunder--
Then away despite of thunder!


FOOTNOTES:

(1) "Bouwah!" is their war-cry.


(The end)
Lord Byron's poem: Song To The Suliotes

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