Rise! They 'Have' Risen: Of Brave Aneurin Ask How They Have Scourged Old Foes, Perfidious Friends: The Spirit Of Caractacus Descends Upon The Patriots, Animates Their Task; Amazement Runs Before The Towering Casque Of Arthur, Bearing Through The Stormy Field The Virgin Sculptured On His Christian Shield: Stretched In The Sunny Light Of Victory Bask The Host That Followed Urien As He Strode O'Er Heaps Of Slain; From Cambrian Wood And Moss Druids Descend, Auxiliars Of The Cross; Bards, Nursed On Blue Plinlimmon'S Still Abode, Rush On The Fight, To Harps Preferring Swords, And Everlasting Deeds To Burning Words!
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