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"Let us cross over the rivers and rest under the shade of the

trees."

I've called his name a statue, stern and vast It rests enthroned upon the mighty past Fit plinth for him whose image in the mind Looms up as that of one by God designed. Fit plinth in sooth ! the mighty past for him Whose simple name is glory's synonym ! Even fancy's self in her enchanted sleep Can dream no future which may cease to keep His name in guard, like sentinel, and cry From time's great bastions, "It shall never die.'