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we out the ancient leaven, That the feast of earth and Heaven, We may celebrate aright: On to-day our hope stands founded: Moses teacheth how unbounded Is its virtue and its might.

This day Egypt's treasure spoiled And the Hebrews freed that toiled, Pressed with bondage and in chains: From the mortar, brick, and stubble Heaviest toil and sorest trouble Had they known in Zoan's plains.