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Oh, Washington! thou hero, patriot sage,
Friend of all climes, and pride of every age!
Oh, Washington! thou hero, patriot sage,
Friend of all climes, and pride of every age!
The purely Great
Whose soul no siren passion could unsphere,
Thou nameless, now a power and mixed read more
The purely Great
Whose soul no siren passion could unsphere,
Thou nameless, now a power and mixed with fate.
Washington--a fixed star in the firmament of great names, shining
without twinkling or obscuration, with clear, beneficent light.
Washington--a fixed star in the firmament of great names, shining
without twinkling or obscuration, with clear, beneficent light.
A nobleness to try for,
A name to live and die for.
A nobleness to try for,
A name to live and die for.
First in war, first in peace, first in the hearts of his fellow
citizens.
First in war, first in peace, first in the hearts of his fellow
citizens.
Our common Father and Deliverer, to whose prudence, wisdom and
valour we owe our Peace, Liberty and Safety, now read more
Our common Father and Deliverer, to whose prudence, wisdom and
valour we owe our Peace, Liberty and Safety, now leads and
directs in the great councils of the nation . . . and now we
celebrate an independent Government--an original Constitution!
an independent Legislature, at the head of which we this day
celebrate, The Father of his Country--We celebrate Washington!
We celebrate an independent Empire!
That name was a power to rally a nation in the hour of
thick-thronging public disasters and calamities; that read more
That name was a power to rally a nation in the hour of
thick-thronging public disasters and calamities; that name shone
amid the storm of war, a beacon light to cheer and guide the
country's friends; it flamed too like a meteor to repel her foes.
'Twas his ambition, generous and great
A life to life's great end to consecrate.
'Twas his ambition, generous and great
A life to life's great end to consecrate.
O Washington! thrice glorious name,
What due rewards can man decree--
Empires are far below thy aim,
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O Washington! thrice glorious name,
What due rewards can man decree--
Empires are far below thy aim,
And scepters have no charms for thee;
Virtue alone has your regards,
And she must be your great reward.
