The Works of Lord Byron, Vol. 7 (Song To The Suliotes)

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The Works of Lord Byron, Vol. 7 (Song To The Suliotes)
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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! 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!
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- Lord Byron