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SONG FOR THE 104TH
For the Hundred and Fourth, let the Muses entwine,
An unfading wreath from New-Brunswick Pine:
On Ocean transplanted, aloft it displays,
That Flag which the proudest of nations dismays;
Hence a wreath from this cloud piercing Pine shall proclaim,
A Brave Competition
The Soldier's Ambition,
To rival the Lords of the Ocean in fame.
An unfading wreath from New-Brunswick Pine:
On Ocean transplanted, aloft it displays,
That Flag which the proudest of nations dismays;
Hence a wreath from this cloud piercing Pine shall proclaim,
A Brave Competition
The Soldier's Ambition,
To rival the Lords of the Ocean in fame.
Belov'd by Apollo, the Laurel has long
Deck'd the brows of the Hero, and bloom'd in his song:
But Daphne shall now in a Chaplet combine,
Her bright polished leaf with a tuft from the Pine:
Far and near, like a Trumpet, my song shall proclaim,
The Brave Competition,
A Soldier's Ambition,
To rival the Lords of the Ocean in fame.
Deck'd the brows of the Hero, and bloom'd in his song:
But Daphne shall now in a Chaplet combine,
Her bright polished leaf with a tuft from the Pine:
Far and near, like a Trumpet, my song shall proclaim,
The Brave Competition,
A Soldier's Ambition,
To rival the Lords of the Ocean in fame.
13
Mature for the Field, and enroll'd in the Line,
You burn with impatience in action to shine;
Well tried are your leaders, and well you may vie,
With all who resolve or to conquer or die;
Far and near, let your own Silver Trumpet proclaim,
The Brave Competition,
Your Ardent Ambition
To rival the Lords of the Ocean in fame.
You burn with impatience in action to shine;
Well tried are your leaders, and well you may vie,
With all who resolve or to conquer or die;
Far and near, let your own Silver Trumpet proclaim,
The Brave Competition,
Your Ardent Ambition
To rival the Lords of the Ocean in fame.
1811
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