A Nation Once Again 歌词

	作曲 : Davis, Traditional
	When boyhood's fire was in my blood
	I read of ancient freemen,
	For Greece and Rome who bravely stood,
	Three hundred men and three men;
	And then I prayed I yet might see
	Our fetters rent in twain,
	And Ireland, long a province, be.
	A Nation once again!
	A Nation once again,
	A Nation once again,
	And lreland, long a province, be
	A Nation once again!
	And from that time, through wildest woe,
	That hope has shone a far light,
	Nor could love's brightest summer glow
	Outshine that solemn starlight;
	It seemed to watch above my head
	In forum, field and fane,
	Its angel voice sang round my bed,
	A Nation once again!
	It whisper'd too, that freedom's ark
	And service high and holy,
	Would be profaned by feelings dark
	And passions vain or lowly;
	For, Freedom comes from God's right hand,
	And needs a Godly train;
	And righteous men must make our land
	A Nation once again!
	So, as I grew from boy to man,
	I bent me to that bidding
	My spirit of each selfish plan
	And cruel passion ridding;
	For, thus I hoped some day to aid,
	Oh, can such hope be vain ?
	When my dear country shall be made
	A Nation once again!

	zuo qu : Davis, Traditional
	When boyhood' s fire was in my blood
	I read of ancient freemen,
	For Greece and Rome who bravely stood,
	Three hundred men and three men
	And then I prayed I yet might see
	Our fetters rent in twain,
	And Ireland, long a province, be.
	A Nation once again!
	A Nation once again,
	A Nation once again,
	And lreland, long a province, be
	A Nation once again!
	And from that time, through wildest woe,
	That hope has shone a far light,
	Nor could love' s brightest summer glow
	Outshine that solemn starlight
	It seemed to watch above my head
	In forum, field and fane,
	Its angel voice sang round my bed,
	A Nation once again!
	It whisper' d too, that freedom' s ark
	And service high and holy,
	Would be profaned by feelings dark
	And passions vain or lowly
	For, Freedom comes from God' s right hand,
	And needs a Godly train
	And righteous men must make our land
	A Nation once again!
	So, as I grew from boy to man,
	I bent me to that bidding
	My spirit of each selfish plan
	And cruel passion ridding
	For, thus I hoped some day to aid,
	Oh, can such hope be vain nbsp?
	When my dear country shall be made
	A Nation once again!

	zuò qǔ : Davis, Traditional
	When boyhood' s fire was in my blood
	I read of ancient freemen,
	For Greece and Rome who bravely stood,
	Three hundred men and three men
	And then I prayed I yet might see
	Our fetters rent in twain,
	And Ireland, long a province, be.
	A Nation once again!
	A Nation once again,
	A Nation once again,
	And lreland, long a province, be
	A Nation once again!
	And from that time, through wildest woe,
	That hope has shone a far light,
	Nor could love' s brightest summer glow
	Outshine that solemn starlight
	It seemed to watch above my head
	In forum, field and fane,
	Its angel voice sang round my bed,
	A Nation once again!
	It whisper' d too, that freedom' s ark
	And service high and holy,
	Would be profaned by feelings dark
	And passions vain or lowly
	For, Freedom comes from God' s right hand,
	And needs a Godly train
	And righteous men must make our land
	A Nation once again!
	So, as I grew from boy to man,
	I bent me to that bidding
	My spirit of each selfish plan
	And cruel passion ridding
	For, thus I hoped some day to aid,
	Oh, can such hope be vain nbsp?
	When my dear country shall be made
	A Nation once again!

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