I.
Ye batter down the lion's den, But yet the lordly beast g'oes free; And ye shall hear his roar again, From mountain height, from lowland glen, From sandy shore and reedy fen-- Where'er a band of freeborn men Rears sacred shrines to liberty.
Ye batter down the lion's den, But yet the lordly beast g'oes free; And ye shall hear his roar again, From mountain height, from lowland glen, From sandy shore and reedy fen-- Where'er a band of freeborn men Rears sacred shrines to liberty.