Men of Darkness
(to the tune of Rhyfelgyrch Gwyr Harlech)
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Men of Darkness, march to glory, victory is hov'ring o're ye,
Bright-eyed freedom stands before ye, hear ye not her call?
At your sloth she seems to wonder, rend the sluggish bonds asunder,
Let the warcry's deaf'ning thunder ev'ry foe appal.
Echoes loudly waking hill and valley shaking:
Till the sound spreads wide around, the Light Son's courage breaking:
Your foes on ev'ry side assailing, forward press with heart unfailing,
Till invaders learn with quailing, Shadow ne'er can yield.
[2nd verse]
Thou who noble Shadow wrongest know that freedom's cause is strongest
Freedom's courage lasts the longest, ending but with death!
Freedom's countless hosts can scatter, freedom stoutest mail can shatter,
Freedom thickest walls can batter, fate is in her breath.
[3rd verse]
See they now are flying! Dead are heaped with dying!
Over might hath triumphed right, our land to foes denying:
Upon their soil we never sought them, love of conquest hither brought them,
But this lesson, we have taught them, "Shadow ne'er can yield."
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(Lyrics lifted from http://www.castlewales.com/home.html)
Owen Jones
Centre for Maths and its Applications, School of Math. Sciences
Australian National University, ACT 0200
Ph +61 6 249 2897 (office) 249 4552 (direct) Fax +61 6 249 4675
Web page http://wwwmaths.anu.edu.au/~oj/
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