 Dear harp of my country lyrics ( Blackburn fiona )   
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Artist : Blackburn fiona
Song : Dear harp of my country
Dear harp of my country, in darkness I found
thee,
The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee
long;
When proudly, my own island harp, I unbound
thee,
And gave all thy chords to light, freedom and
song!
The warm lay of love and the light tone of
gladness
Have waken'd thy fondest, thy liveliest thrill.
But so oft hast thou echo'd the deep sigh of
sadness,
That e'en in thy mirth, it will steal from thee
still.
Dear harp of my country, farewell to thy
numbers,
This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall
twine;
Go, sleep with the sunshine of fame on thy
slumbers,
Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than
mine.
If the pulse of the patriot, soldier or lover
Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone;
I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over,
And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own!
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