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                                             « Chi di voi sente
                                      » Iddio, con noi?
                                      » — Tutti il sentiamo! »
                                        Sclaman gli eroi.
                                        Apron le porte,
                                        393Vanno a pugnar.
                                 
                                   Scossa, atterrita
                                        L’oste nemica,
                                        A ripulsarli
                                        Mal s’affatica;
                                        Già si scompiglia,
                                        399Si dà a fuggir.
                                             Mai non è vinto
                                        Chi vincer crede:
                                        Negl’irrompenti
                                        Opra la fede:
                                        Salva è la patria
                                        405Presso a perir!
                  
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