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The Awakening.
Hail to thee, great Eagle,
Crownless, yet most regal!
Royal Republic! Throned Democracy!
Monarch People peerless,
That sit'st aloof and fearless,
Stretching mighty wings from sea to sea!
Crownless, yet most regal!
Royal Republic! Throned Democracy!
Monarch People peerless,
That sit'st aloof and fearless,
Stretching mighty wings from sea to sea!
Careless of companions
'Midst thy crags and canyons,
What hath moved thy wrath?
'Midst thy crags and canyons,
What hath moved thy wrath?
It is the cry
Of Liberty, my Mother.
And I can no other.
Rise, my children! To her rescue fly!
And I can no other.
Rise, my children! To her rescue fly!
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