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A Muse unskill'd in venal praise	A
Unstain'd with flattery's art	B
Who loves simplicity of lays	A
Breathed ardent from the heart	B
While gratitude and joy inspire	C
Resumes the long unpractised lyre	C
To hail O H thy Natal Morn	D
No gaudy wreathe of flowers she weaves	E
But twines with oak the laurel leaves	E
Thy cradle to adorn	D
	-
For not on beds of gaudy flowers	F
Thine ancestors reclined	G
Where Sloth dissolves and Spleen devours	F
All energy of mind	G
To hurl the dart to ride the car	H
To stem the deluges of war	I
And snatch from fate a sinking land	J
Tremble th' Invader's lofty crest	K
And from his grasp the dagger wrest	K
And desolating brand	J
	-
'Twas this that raised th' illustrious Line	L
To match the first in Fame	M
A thousand years have seen it shine	L
With unabated flame	M
Have seen thy mighty Sires appear	N
Foremost in Glory's high career	N
The pride and pattern of the Brave	O
Yet pure from lust of blood their sire	P
And from Ambition's wild desire	P
They triumph'd but to save	O
	-
The Muse with joy attends their way	Q
The vale of Peace along	R
There to its Lord the village gay	Q
Renews the grateful song	R
Yon castle's glittering towers contain	S
No pit of wo nor clanking chain	S
Nor to the suppliant's wail resound	T
The open doors the needy bless	U
Th' unfriended hail their calm recess	U
And gladness smiles around	T
	-
There to the sympathetic heart	B
Life's best delights belong	R
To mitigate the mourner's smart	B
To guard the weak from wrong	R
Ye Sons of Luxury be wise	V
Know happiness for ever flies	V
The cold and solitary breast	K
Then let the social instinct glow	W
And learn to feel another's wo	W
And in his joy be bless'd	K
	-
O yet ere Pleasure plant her snare	X
For unsuspecting youth	Y
Ere Flattery her song prepare	X
To check the voice of Truth	Y
O may his country's guardian Power	P
Attend the slumbering Infant's bower	P
And bright inspiring dreams impart	B
To rouse th' hereditary fire	P
To kindle each sublime desire	P
Exalt and warm the heart	B
	-
Swift to reward a Parent's fears	Z
A Parent's hopes to crown	A2
Roll on in peace ye blooming years	Z
That rear him to renown	A2
When in his finish'd form and face	B2
Admiring multitudes shall trace	B2
Each patrimonial charm combined	G
The courteous yet majestic mien	C2
The liberal smile the look serene	C2
The great and gentle mind	G
	-
Yet though thou draw a nation's eyes	V
And win a nation's love	D2
Let not thy towering mind despise	V
The village and the grove	E2
No slander there shall wound thy fame	M
No ruffian take his deadly aim	M
No rival weave the secret snare	X
For Innocence with angel smile	F2
Simplicity that knows no guile	F2
And Love and Peace are there	X
	-
When winds the mountain oak assail	G2
And lay its glories waste	H2
Content may slumber in the vale	G2
Unconscious of the blast	I2
Through scenes of tumult while we roam	J2
The heart alas is ne'er at home	J2
It hopes in time to roam no more	I
The mariner not vainly brave	O
Combats the storm and rides the wave	O
To rest at last on shore	I
	-
Ye proud ye selfish ye severe	N
How vain your mask of state	K2
The good alone have joy sincere	N
The good alone are great	K2
Great when amid the vale of peace	L2
They bid the plaint of sorrow cease	L2
And hear the voice of artless praise	A
As when along the trophied plain	S
Sublime they lead the victor train	S
While shouting nations gaze	A

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