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NAVAL SONG,
FOR THE PUBLIC DINNER, GIVEN IN HONOUR OF THE VICTORY OF COMMODORE PERRY, ON LAKE ERIE
Hail to the youth! whose arm achieved,All that the patriot muse believed;
When led by valour's noblest aim
To reap the harvest field of fame.
Or like the nation's eaglet rise,
To suns that gleam in arctic skies.
Powerful of pinion, soaring wide,
Beyond the broad Atlantic tide,
To where bleak Erie's winter star,
Brings tempest to the front of war.
There glory met thee—victory there
Entwined the wreath thy temples wear,
And there the Briton, nobly brave,
His tributary honours gave.
Honours, of worth the gift and claim,
Great as the GRACEFUL CONQUEROR'S NAME.
Bless'd as his mild preserving power,
And generous as his Glory's hour.
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