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| hate that drums discordant sound, Parading round, and rouni, and round' To me it talks of rayag'd plains, And burning towns, and ruined swains, And tnangled limbs, and dying groans. And widows tears, and orphans moans; And ali tiia, misery's hand nestows To fill the catalogue of human woes.

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