This is thy praise, America, thy pow'r, Thou best of climes, by science visited, 195 By freedom blest and richly stor'd with all The luxuries of life. Hail, happy land, The seat of empire, the abode of kings, The final stage where time shall introduce Renowned characters, and glorious works 200 Of high invention and of wond'rous art Which not the ravages of time shall waste Till he himself has run his long career: Tll all those glorious orbs of light on high, The rolling wonders that surround the ball,

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