Song of the Swedes

When the cannons are roaring, lads, and the colours are flying,
The lads that seek honour must never fear dying;
Then, stout cavaliers, let us toil our brave trade in,
And fight for the Gospel and the bold King of Sweden.

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English poet best known for his free translation of Omar Khayyám's "Rubáiyát," one of the most popular poems in English.

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