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Of truth, of grandeur, beauty, love, and hope, And melancholy fear subdued by faith.

shall the minstrel find a theme? —Where'er, for freedom shed, Brave blood hath dyed some ancient stream, Amidst the mountains, red.

Where'er a rock, a fount, a grove, Bears record to the faith Of love, deep, holy, fervent love, Victor o'er fear and death.