Defence of Baltimore, and death of General Ross | ||
Worship the sign!—the clouds disparted fly!
She looks new burnish'd from the Deity!
She looks new burnish'd from the Deity!
Gaze, O ye mortals! bend your eye to heaven—
Behold translation in the symbol given!
Behold translation in the symbol given!
Methinks, to greet thy presence, bridal Queen!
Touching their harps, are starry cherubs seen!
The Muse feels soaring on Elijah's fire!
Propitious omen!—man shall not expire!
He like thyself a transient season dies
To shine eternal in the vital skies!
Touching their harps, are starry cherubs seen!
The Muse feels soaring on Elijah's fire!
Propitious omen!—man shall not expire!
He like thyself a transient season dies
To shine eternal in the vital skies!
Defence of Baltimore, and death of General Ross | ||