A new library of poetry and song: . in triumph the tumult of war, and give peace to the world. Thus, as down a lone valley, with cedars oer- spread,From warsdread confusion, I pensively strayed,—The gloom from the face of fair heaven retired ;The wind ceased to murmur, the thunders ex-pired ;Perfumes, as of Eden, flowed sweetly a voice, as of angels, enchautingly sung ; Columbia, Columbia, to glory queen of the world, and the child of the skies! Timothy dwicht. AMERICA TO GREAT BRITAIN. All hail! thou noble Fathers native soil !0, stretch thy mighty h
A new library of poetry and song: . in triumph the tumult of war, and give peace to the world. Thus, as down a lone valley, with cedars oer- spread,From warsdread confusion, I pensively strayed,—The gloom from the face of fair heaven retired ;The wind ceased to murmur, the thunders ex-pired ;Perfumes, as of Eden, flowed sweetly a voice, as of angels, enchautingly sung ; Columbia, Columbia, to glory queen of the world, and the child of the skies! Timothy dwicht. AMERICA TO GREAT BRITAIN. All hail! thou noble Fathers native soil !0, stretch thy mighty hand,Gigantic grown by toil,Oer the vast Atlantic wave to our shore !For thou with magic mightCanst reach to where the lightOf Phcebus travels brightThe world oer ! The genius of our clime From his pine-embattled steepShall hail the guest sublime ;While the Tritons of the deepWith their conchs the kindred league shall let the world combine, —Oer the main our naval HueLike the Milky Way shall shineIriglit in fame !. POEMS OK PATRIOTISM AM) IKEliDOM. 589 Thoiigli ages long liavc passed Since our Fathers left their home,Their pilot in the blast. Oer untravelled seas to lives the blood of England in our veins !And shall we not proelainiThat blood of honest fameWliieh no tyranny can tameBy its chains > While the language free and boldWhich the Bard of Avon sung,In which our Jlilton told How the vault of heaven rungWhen Satan, blasted, fell with his host;While this, with reverence thousand echoes greet,From rock to rock repeatRound our coast; While the manners, while the arts. That mould a nations cling around our hearts, —Between let Ocean joint communion breaking with the sun :Yet still from either beachThe voice of blood shall audible than speech,We are One. Washington allston. SONG OF MARIONS MEN. Our band is few, but true and tried, Our leader frank and bold ;The British soldier trembles When JIarions name i
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