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Show 4 WASHINGTON 0 ripples of Potomac's stream, Break gently where the tread Of thousands press the halloivcd sod Above our greatest dead; Mount Vernon, Freedom's dearest shrine Guard well thy sacred trust. Locked in thy loyal heart of hearts Ye keep the Patriot's dust. v. 1 sec him glide among the huts That dot the cheerless gorge The Joshua of a struggling band, The Man of Valley J orge; Where'er he goes hU smile illumes The shades that thickly fie, And all ivho hear his words resolve With him to do or die. The pilgrim comes from lands enslaved, Beyond the restless sea, To meditate where sleeps the man . Who taught men to be free; The glitter of the. sword he drew; Makes bright the world today, And hands unborn will crown its hilt With laural and zvith bay. He needs no granite shaft to tell Of glorious actions done; His monument? the freest land That lies, beneath the sun ! Today with swelling pride we seek The banquet board once more. And drink to him whose fame is far Beyond Virginia's shore. He is not thine, Mount Vernon, though Upon thy sacred breast, Wrapped in the mantle Glory weaves, In peace he takes his rest; The voice of Liberty proclaims: "He is my honored son." jl And Fame zvith lofty pride proclaims: C5. "The World's one Washington." ) i T". C. Harbaugh |