But nearer came the clash of steel,
And louder swell’d the horn,
And farther yet the tambour’s peal
Through the dark pass was borne.
“Hear’st thou the sound of their savage mirth?
Boy! thou wert free when I gave thee birth,—
Free, and how cherish’d, my warrior’s son!
He too hath bless’d thee, as I have done!
Ay, and unchain’d must his loved ones be—
Freedom, young Suliote! for thee and me!”