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First Line: From the disgraceful sleep in which you lie
Last Line: Had never dared to cross the german rhine.


FROM the disgraceful sleep in which you lie
For so long time already, France, awake!
Breathe freely, proudly, and your faults forsake,
Nor be your proper slave and enemy.

Resume your freedom, cure your malady,
Your honour of past times, O France, retake!
Henceforth from all with giddy humours break,
And from the crooked paths of folly fly.

In the old annals of your kings you read
How thousand times you did in war succeed
O'er those who for your ruin would combine.

Save for the wounds you deal to your own breast,
Those ravening harpies, want and famine prest,
Had never dared to cross the German Rhine.





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