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Page 349 - Let independence be our boast, Ever mindful what it cost; Ever grateful for the prize, Let its altar reach the skies. Firm, united, let us be, Rallying round our Liberty; As a band of brothers joined, Peace and safety we shall find.
Page 349 - Peace and safety we shall find. Immortal patriots! rise once more: Defend your rights, defend your shore: Let no rude foe, with impious hand, Let no rude foe, with impious hand, Invade the shrine where sacred lies Of toil and blood the well-earned prize. While offering peace sincere and just, In Heaven we place a manly trust, That truth and justice will prevail, And every scheme of bondage fail.
Page 245 - COLUMBIA, Columbia, to glory arise, The queen of the world, and the child of the skies ! Thy genius commands thee ; with rapture behold, While ages on ages thy splendors unfold.
Page 46 - A crime it is, therefore in bliss You may not hope to dwell But unto you I shall allow The easiest room in hell.
Page 295 - Their limbs with dust are covered o'er — Weep on, ye springs, your tearful tide; How many heroes are no more! If in this 'wreck of ruin, they Can yet be thought to claim a tear, O smite your gentle breast, and say The friends of freedom slumber here!
Page 1 - Every scholar, that on proof is found able to read the original of the Old and New Testament into the Latin tongue and to resolve them logically, withal being of honest life and conversation, and at any public act hath the approbation of the overseers and master of the college, may be invested with his first degree.
Page ii - Co. of the said district, have deposited in this office the title of a book, the right whereof they claim as proprietors, in the words following, to wit : " Tadeuskund, the Last King of the Lenape. An Historical Tale." In conformity to the Act of the Congress of the United States...
Page 347 - DAYS of my youth, Ye have glided away; Hairs of my youth, Ye are frosted and gray; Eyes of my youth, Your keen sight is no more; Cheeks of my youth, Ye are furrowed all o'er; Strength of my youth, All your vigor is gone; Thoughts of my youth, Your gay visions are flown. Days of my youth...
Page 192 - No man e'er felt the halter draw, With good opinion of the law...
Page xxiii - Art thou so full of glory, that no Eye Hath strength, thy shining Rayes once to behold? And is thy splendid Throne erect so high? As to approach it, can no earthly mould. How full of glory then must thy Creator be? Who gave this bright light luster unto thee: Admir'd, ador'd for ever, be that Majesty.
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