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Hence too, where Trumbull leads the ardent throng,
Ascending bards begin th' immortal song:
Let glowing friendship wake the cheerful lyre,
Blest to commend, and pleas'd to catch the fire.
Be theirs the fame, to bards how rarely given!
To fill with worth the part assign'd by heaven;
Distinguish'd actors on life's busy stage,
Lov'd by mankind, and useful to the age;
While science round them twines her vernal bays,
And sense directs, and genius fires their lays.
While this fair land commands thy feet to roam,
And, all Columbian, still thou plan'st for home,
From those bright sages, with whose mission join'd,`
Thou seek'st to build the interests of mankind,
Experience, wisdom, honour, may'st thou gain,
The zeal for country, and the love of man:
There through the civil science may'st thou run; ܠ
There learn how empires are preserv'd, or won;
How arts politic wide dominions sway;
How well-train'd navies bid the world obey;
How war's imperial car commands the plain,
Or rolls majestic o'er the subject main;

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Through earth, how commerce spreads a softer sway, And Gallia's sons negociate realms away.

Then, crown'd with every gift, and grace, return,

To add new glories to the western morn;
With sages, heroes, bards, her charms display,
Her arts, arms, virtues, and her happy sway;
Bid o'er the world her constellation rise,
The brightest splendour in th' unmeasur'd skies,
Her genial influence through all nations roll,
And hush the sound of war from pole to pole.

And oh, may he, who still'd the stormy main, And lightly wing'd thee o'er the glassy plain, Through life's rough-billow'd sea, with kinder gales, With skies serener, and with happier sails, Each shoal escap'd, afar each tempest driven, And nought but raptures round th' enchanted heaven, To bliss, fair shore, thy prosperous course convey, And join my peaceful bark, companion of thy way.

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Angels might see, with joy, the sage,
Who taught the battle where to rage,

Or quench'd its spreading flame,
On works of peace employ that hand,
Which wav'd the blade of high command,
And hew'd the path to fame.

Let others sing his deeds in arms,
A nation sav'd, and conquest's charms:
Posterity shall hear,

'Twas mine, return'd from Europe's courts,
To share his thoughts, partake his sports,....
And sooth his partial ear.

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O God, the source of light supreme, "Shed on our dusky morn a gleam,

"To guide our doubtful way!

"Restrain, dread Pow'r, our land from crimes!
"What seeks, though blest beyond all times,
"So querulous an age?
"What means to freedom such disgust;
"Of change, of anarchy the lust,
"The fickleness and rage?”

So spake his country's friend, with sighs,
To find that country still despise

The legacy he gave

And half he fear'd his toils were vain,
And much that man would court a chain,
And live through vice a slave.

A transient gloom o'ercast his mind:
Yet, still on providence reclin'd,
The patriot fond believ'd,
That pow'r benign too much had done,
To leave an empire's task begun,«
Imperfectly achiev'd.

Thus buoy'd with hope, with virtue blest,
Of ev'ry human bliss possess'd,

He meets the happier hours:

His skies assume a lovelier blue,
His prospects brighter rise to view,
And fairer bloom his flow'rs.

THE GENIUS OF AMERICA.*
A SONG.

TUNE-The Watery God, &c.

WHERE spirits dwell, and shad'wy forms,

On Andes' cliffs, 'mid black'ning storms,
With livid lightnings curl'd;

* Written during the insurrections in Massachusetts, in the year 1787.

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