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Up to battle! Sons of Suli / Up, and do your duty duly! / There the wall - and there the Moat is: / Bouwah! Bouwah! Suliotes! / There is booty - there is Beauty, / Up my boys and do your duty.
By the sally and the rally / Which defied the arms of Ali; / By your own dear native Highlands, / By your children in the islands, / Up and charge, my Stratiotes, / Bouwah! - Bouwah! - Suliotes!
As our ploughshare is the Sabre: / Here's the harvest of our labour; / For behind those battered breaches / Are our foes with all their riches: / There is Glory - there is plunder - / Then away despite of thunder!
From an autograph MS. in the possession of Mr. Murray, first printed in 1904.