The Chartist Mother’s Song TUNE — “THE ROSE OF ALLENDALE” Yon starry light, that rules the night, In yonder distant sky; It sheds its bright and bonnie light On thee, my Chartist Boy. In silent flight o’er hills at night It never ask’d who wander’d past But lit my Chartist Boy. Chorus. For all yon king — a gilded thing, Robs poverty of joy, It shines as free and bright on thee My honest Chartist Boy. Then, on! away! be blithe and gay, And climb the mountain high; And take the vow of freemen now, My gallant Chartist Boy. Chorus. Away! away! no longer stay; For freedom live or die! The heart that’s true shall have its due — Away, my Chartist Boy. Away, my brave, forsake thy grave, Forget each slavish tie, And raise a light on England’s night; Be free, my Chartist Boy. Chorus. Be free — be free! and let them see Who Heaven’s law defy; Their Baal shrine shall ne’er be thine, My own, my Chartist Boy. Thy father’s gone; then, on, my son! My heart will beat with joy, To see the foe in death laid low By thee, my Chartist Boy. Chorus. Sunderland The Northern Liberator, February 29, 1840. |
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