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Strike its roots deep and flourish. This the stateShall bless the race redeemed of Man, when WealthAnd Power and all their hideous progenyShall sink annihilate, and all mankindLive in the equal brotherhood of love.Heart-calming hope and sure! for hitherwardTend all the tumults of the troubled world,Its woes, its wisdom, and its wickednessAlike: so he hath will'd whose will is just.
Meantime, all hoping and expecting allIn patient faith, to you, Domestic Gods!I come, studious of other lore than song,Of my past years the solace and support:Yet shall my Heart remember the past yearsWith honest pride, trusting that not in vainLives the pure song of Liberty and Truth.1796. 

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