[Gutenberg 22626] • An Ode Pronounced Before the Inhabitants of Boston, September the Seventeenth, 1830, / at the Centennial Celebration of the Settlement of the City

Excerpt from An Ode: Pronounced Before the Inhabitants of Boston, September the Seventeenth, 1830, at the Centennial Celebration of the Settlement of the City

Not to the Pagan's mount I turn, For inspiration now; Olympus and its gods I spurn Pure One, be with me, Thou! Thou, in whose awful name, From suffering and from shame, Fathers fled, and braved a pathless sea Thou, in whose holy fear, They fixed an empire here, gave it to their Children and to Thee.

And You ye bright ascended Dead, Who scorned the bigot's yoke, Come, round this place your influence shed; Your spirits I invoke. Come, as ye came of yore, When on an unknown shore, Your daring hands the flag of faith unfurled, To float sublime, Through future time, The beacon-banner of another world.

Behold! They come - those sainted forms, Unshaken through the strife of storms; Heaven's Winter cloud hangs coldly down.

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