HYMN TO LIBERTY DIONYSIUS SALOMOS YES! I know thee by the lightning Kindle from our country's ashes, Many a Spartan sabre clashes; Thou wert groveling in the dust. Heaven has uttered, "Quit the tomb!" Brooding o'er our hills and plains, Now thy sons, defying danger, Seven young sisters from the main, Raised on high applauding hands, Though protection's treacherous chain Bound them still in flowery bands. Woe to those who meet the glaive Grasp'd by Freedom's fearless hand, Græcia's roused and patriot band. GARIBALDI'S WAR HYMN LUIGI MERCANTINI COME, arm ye! Come, arm ye! From vineyards of olives, from grape-mantled bowers, Too long cruel tyrants have trampled us under, Her flag nobly flutters where breezes are kind: To landward and seaward, the Foe shall be broken, Where Heroes have gathered, where Martyrs have spoken, And Italy's Throne shall be rooted in Freedom, Whilst Monarch and people are all of one mind: Then hurl our fierce foeman, etc. LA BRABANÇONNE LOUIS DECHEZ THE years of slavery are past, Keeping the ancient flag unfurl'd To fling its message on the watchful world: For King, for Right, and Liberty! For thee, dear country, cherished motherland, For thee alone we live! And thy years shall glorious be, Circled in Unity's embrace, Thy sons shall cherish thee in ev'ry place For King, for Right, and Liberty. SERBIAN NATIONAL ANTHEM GOD! Who in by-gones hast saved us thy people, Great King of Justice, hear us this day: While for our country, for Serbia's salvation, We with devotion unceasingly pray. Onward! onward Lead us ever, Out of shadow into light, Till our ship of state be anchored Till our foes be spent and scatter'd HYMN OF FREE RUSSIA KONSTANTIN BALMONT YOUNG Russia, hail, victorious! Thou standest, proud and free. No tyrant shall enslave thee, All hail to those who gave thee Young Russia, hail, victorious! A song of countless voices Young Russia, hail, victorious! Thou standest, proud and free. |