Song of Saul, before his last Battle
1
- Warriors and Chiefs! should the shaft or the sword
- Pierce me in leading the host of the Lord,
- Heed not the corse, though a kings, in your path:
- Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath!
2
- Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow,
- Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe,
- Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet!
- Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet.
3
- Farewell to others, but never we part,
- Heir to my royalty, son of my heart!
- Bright is the diadem, boundless the sway,
- Or kingly the death, which awaits us to-day!
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