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Mark this holy chapel well! The Birth-place, this, of William Tell. Here, where stands God's altar dread, Stood his parents' marriage-bed.

Here first, an infant to her breast, Him his loving mother prest; And kiss'd the babe, and bless'd the day, And pray'd as mothers use to pray.

"Vouchsafe him health, O God! and give The child thy servant still to live!" But God had destined to do more Through him, than through an armed power.