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Thy memory sacred in their hearts shall be

Who through all time most reverence liberty ;

And who best love mankind will ever best love thee.

No idle statue apes thine air — no bust •'^

Mocks thy calm smile. Thou died'st with good outworn, And o'er the uncolumned tomb that holds thy dust '7

Thousands of freemen pass each night and morn, Trampling the pavement with unceasing tread In never-ending armies o'er thy head. To whom thy very name is, like thine ashes, dead.

What matters it ? Thy wishes are fulfilled !

A living tide sweeps o'er thee like a wave ; And Freedom, for whom so much blood was spilled,

Seems chanting thus the requiem o'er thy grave : " These streams of life were first inspired by thee ; Thou taughtest first the fathers to be free. Be this thy monument — the children's liberty."

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OR, MARRIAGE OF THE TRUE AND TME BEAUTIFUL.

I saw, as in a waking dream,

When mingles morn with night, The sun and moon, with mutual beam,

Burst on my dazzled sight ; And, wide unrolling in the blaze, The heavens seemed open to my gaze.

And a fair maid, of graceful mien,

Stood with a youth in white ; And all around heaven's hosts were seen.

Clothed in celestial licrht.

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