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HY children are inspired by thee:

Blest by thy gift of liberty,

They go to make the wretched free,

Mother-land!

They were indeed not sons of thine

Could they withhold that gift divine.

Of liberty thou art the shrine,

Mother-land!

Thy children glory in thy name;

They write it, as with words of flame,

In deeds that put thy foes to shame,

Mother-land!

In deeds of daring unforecast,

In deeds of valor unsurpassed,

In deeds that make thee known at last,

Mother-land!