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OUR COUNTRY.

Now Commerce revives, and her hundred wheels roll,
Our canvas is spread from equator to pole;
Antipodes gaze on our banner unfurl'd,
For the course of our eagle shall girdle the world.
The genius of plenty her office resumes,
The treasures of India—Arabia's perfumes,
Each gem and each fruit that the world can produce,
Her horn pours around for our pleasure or use.