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Rh She spreads her blest commission from above, Stamp'd with the sacred characters of love; She tears the banner stain'd with blood and tears, And, ! thy shining standard rears! As the bright ensign's glory she displays, See pale faints beneath the blaze! The giant dies! no more his frown appals, The chain untouch'd, drops off; the fetter falls. Astonish'd echo tells the vocal shore, Oppression's fall'n, and Slavery is no more! The dusky myriads crowd the sultry plain, And hail that mercy long invok'd in vain. Victorious Pow'r! she bursts their two-fold bands, And and  spring from Mercy's hands.