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VI.
Let us sing of brave Putnam, the great Lion-hearted,
Who fought over Bunker from morning till even,
When his soul from his body in battle was parted,
And borne up by Angels to the Mountains of Heaven.
Other demigods fought, world-renowned for their valor,
When they scourged England's host back through fire to the sea,
And from Battle went up through the Gates of Valhalla
To the Land of the Beautiful, the Land of the Free.
See the bright Morning Stars of this Day of Salvation,
From the tops of the Mountains rise over the sea,
And proclaim to the world this sublime consummation,
That our forefathers died that their Sons might be free.
Strike—strike the bold harp! &c.
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