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ITALY.

Voices from the mountains speak;
 Apennines to Alps reply;
Vale to vale and peak to peak
 Toss an old remembered cry;
    Italy
    Shall be free!
 Such the mighty shout that fills
 All the passes of her hills.

All the old Italian lakes
 Quiver at that quickening word;
Como with a thrill awakes;
 Garda to her depths is stirred;

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