And many dream withal the hour is nigh
That gives them back their fathers' heritage:
For foreign arms and aid they fondly sigh,
Nor solely dare hostile rage,
Or tear their name defiled from Slavery's mournful page.
That gives them back their fathers' heritage:
For foreign arms and aid they fondly sigh,
Nor solely dare hostile rage,
Or tear their name defiled from Slavery's mournful page.
Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage