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LIBERTY.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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LIBERTY.

O, Liberty, thou dove of peace,
We must aspire to thee,
Whose wings thy pinions must release,
And fan Columbia free.
The torpid reptile in the dust,
Moves active from thy glee,
And own the declamation just,
That nations should be free.
Ye distant isles espouse the theme,
Far, far, beyond the sea;
The sun declares in every beam,
All nations should be free.
Hence, let Brittania rage no more,
Distressing vapors flee,
And bear the news from shore to shore,
Columbia, still be free.