Oh, They Have Robbed Me Of The Hope

"Come to the banquet, triumph in your songs!     Strike up the chords, and sing of Victory!     The oppressed have risen to redress their wrongs;"

"When sinks my heart in hopeless gloom,     And life can shew no joy for me;     And I behold a yawning tomb,     Where bowers and palaces shoul"

"Eternal Power, of earth and air!     Unseen, yet seen in all around,     Remote, but dwelling everywhere,     Though silent, heard in every sou"

"'The mist is resting on the hill;     The smoke is hanging in the air;     The very clouds are standing still:     A breathless calm broods eve"

"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met     Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky,     And twilight in the east, a doubt as yet,     S"

"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"