SUBLIME is thy prospect, thou proud-rolling Ocean, And Fancy surveys thee with solemn delight;
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MAID of the placid smile and heav'nly mien, With beaming eye, tho' tearful yet serene;
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THO' dark are the prospects and heavy the hours, Tho' life is a desert, and cheerless the way;
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HOW many a day, in various hues array'd, Bright with gay sun-shine, or eclips'd with shade;
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FOR thee, Ansonia! Nature's bounteous hand, Luxuriant spreads around her blooming stores;
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Ring, joyous chords!--ring out again!
A swifter still, and a wilder strain!
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The champions had come from their fields of war,
Over the crests of the billows far,
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I come, I come! ye have called me long;
I come o'er the mountains, with light and song.
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THE hills all glow'd with a festive light,
For the royal city rejoic'd by night:
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A BLESSING on thy head, thou child of many hopes and fears!
A rainbow-welcome thine hath been, of mingled smiles and tears.
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THOU tyrant of the ling'ring hour! Ah, why with me delight to rest?
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Ask'st thou my home?—my pathway wouldst thou know,
When from thine eye my floating shadow pass'd?
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IF e'er for human bliss or woe I feel the sympathetic glow;
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O'ER flowery fields of waving maize, The breeze of morning lightly plays;
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VALIANT sons of freedom's land, Ardent, firm, devoted band,
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THOU, bright Futurity! whose prospect beams, In dawning radiance on our day-light dreams;
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Thou sleepest but when wilt thou wake, fair child?
When the fawn awakes in the forest wild?
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Hast thou a scene that is not spread
With records of thy glory fled?
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HOW long, oh, my faithful companion and guide! Thou hast wafted o'er deserts my car!
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YE who burn with glory's flame! Ye who love the Patriot's fame;
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OCTOBER! tho' thy rugged brow, No vivid wreaths entwine;
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WHENCE are those tranquil joys, in mercy giv'n, To light the wilderness with beams of Heav'n?
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The Sea-king woke from the troubled sleep
Of a vision-haunted night,
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There was heard the sound of a coming foe,
There was sent through Britain a bended Bow,
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SUCCESS to the heroes of gallant Castile, Undaunted in danger, victorious in fight!
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COMMANDING pow'r! whose hand with plastic art Bids the rude stone to grace and being start;
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YE nations of Europe! arising to war, And scorning submission to tyranny's might
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Creature of air and light,
Emblem of that which cannot die,
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Rest pilgrim, rest!--thou'rt from the Syrian land,
Thou'rt from the wild and wondrous east, I know
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AND shrink ye from the way
To the spirit's distant shore?
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