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Strew, virgins, the cypress o'er Washington's bier
Strike! strike the chord! raise, raise the strain
Swell the proud paan! the day-star advances.
Swift o'er the land, on his fast-flowing pinions....
That Power who form'd the unmeasured seas.
That seat of science, Athens...

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The day, to Freedom dear, returns
The days of seventy-six, my boys

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The dog that is beat has a right to complain.

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The firm patriot mind is the source of high merit.....

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The pilgrim fathers-where are they..

The Power that created the night and the day...

There's a star in the west that shall never go down... 286

There was an old king in the French country
The sage whom rival nations join to praise..

The sailor, toss'd on stormy seas...

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The morn was calm-no cloud obscured the sun..... 305

The tocsin has sounded-the bugle has blown....

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The trumpet sounds, my country calls.....

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They come! they come !-the heroes come

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They died! the young, the loved, the brave..

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They're rousing, they're rousing, in valley and glen.. 275

Though Britain may boast of her profligate regent. Page 109

Though I'm dead and forgotten.

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Though love's soft transports may..

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Though sacred the flame which our country enkindles 36 Thus seated round the board, elate.

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Thus, some tall tree, that long has stood

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Thy merits, Wolfe, transcend all human praise

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'Tis the day, dearest wife, when all hearts should be glad 412

'Tis true that the harp of the poet lies sleeping

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To a mouldering cavern, the mansion of wo..
To Liberty's enraptured sight...

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To no monarch, no tyrant in robes will we sing.
Too fond of what the martial harvests yield
To the sages who spoke-to the heroes who bled.
"Twas autumn, and round me the leaves were....
Twice twenty years have roll'd away

Unseal the mournful sod...

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Upon the barren sand...

Wake, Columbia! wake the lyre

Wake once more to toil and glory.

Wake the harp to strains of glory.

Welcome, mighty chief! once more..
Welcome, welcome, La Fayette..

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Welcome! welcome the day, when assembled as one.
Well met, fellow-freemen! let's cheerfully greet.
We meet but to part, love-we part but to meet.
West of the old Atlantic firm Liberty stands...
What heart but throbs high with sincerest devotion...
What mean those tears, that thus effusive flow..
What's the spring, or the sweet-smelling rose..
When Britain sent, with stern command..
When Britain first, by Heaven's command..
When Britain, with envy and malice inflamed..
When civil war awaked his wrathful fire.......
When Columbia arose from the wide-spreading flood. 30
When Columbia's brave sons call'd my hero to lead them 219
When first from on high the great fiat was given..... 238
When first that proud queen whom the waters environ 66

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When first the sun o'er ocean glow'd......
When Freedom was banish'd from Greece
When Grecian bands lent Persia's legions aid
When haughty monarchs quit this checker'd scene... 294
When Heaven resolved Columbia should be free.

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When our sky was illumined by Freedom's bright..
When rival nations, great in arms......

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When rolling orbs from chaos sprung..

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When the sweet smiling moon rolls her orb

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When Tyranny's scourge, and Oppression's chill

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When, venturous, o'er the Atlantic main..
Where dwells the man that dare suppress.

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Where, o'er the Polish desert's trackless way
Where spirits dwell, and shadowy forms.

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Where thy bright wave, Potomac, by fair Vernon
While around the festive board..
While beneath the sharp scourge of tyrannical power.
While Britain, with despotic sway

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While Europe's subjected to kings and their minions. 175
While Europe's mad powers o'er the ocean are ranging
While some on rights, and some on wrongs
Whilst war now rages with impetuous roar..

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Ye brave sons of Freedom, come join in the chorus... 106

Ye freemen of Columbia....

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Ye great, immortal muses, nine

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Ye men of Columbia, O hail the great day..

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Ye smoking ruins, marks of hostile ire..

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Ye soldiers of Columbia .....

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Ye sons of Columbia, who bravely have fought.

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Ye sons of Columbia who cherish the prize...

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Ye sons of Freedom! to the field repair...
Ye sons of Hibernia, who fled from oppression...

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Ye wrong heads and strong heads, attend to my strains 297

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