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Salem
They reach a harbor spacious and secure,With wooded islands at its entrance found;
And fair, green pastures, springs of water pure,
And pleasant groves of different wood abound;
The rocky hills, that round about it stand,
O'erlook the sea and country far and wide;
Like the stern chieftains of their native land,
They wear a look of freedom, and of pride:
Salem they call the spot. Here peace and rest
From prelates proud and kings they hope to find,
With civil and religious Freedom blest;
Such blessings God will give to all mankind;
And break the double yoke and heavy chain,
Which tyrants, for their race, have forged in vain.
Poem No. 647; c. 1878–80
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