Genius of Columbia E-book

                                      1810
                             THE GENIUS OF COLUMBIA

                            by William Cullen Bryant









Electronically Enhanced Text (c) Copyright 1996, World Library(R)



               THE GENIUS OF COLUMBIA
                         [WRITTEN IN 1810]
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         Far in the regions of the west,
           On throne of adamant upraised,
         Bright on whose polished sides impressed,
           The sun's meridian splendours blazed,
         Columbia's Genius sat and eyed
           The eastern despot's dire career;
         And thus with independent pride,
           She spoke and bade the nations hear.
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         "Go, favoured son of glory, go!
           Thy dark, aspiring aims pursue!
         The blast of domination blow,
           Earth's wide extended regions through!
         "Though Austria, twice subjected, own
           The thunders of thy conquering hand,
         And tyranny erect her throne
           In hapless Sweden's fallen land!
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         "Yet know, a nation lives, whose soul
           Regards thee with disdainful eye;
                                           
         Undaunted scorns thy proud control,
           And dares thy swarming hordes defy;
         "Unshaken as their native rocks
           Its hardy sons heroic rise;
         Prepared to meet thy fiercest shocks,
           Protected by the favouring skies.
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         "Their fertile plains and woody hills
           Are fanned by freedom's purest gales!
         And her celestial presence fills
           The deepening glens and spacious vales."
         She speaks; through all her listening bands
           A loud applauding murmur flies;
         Fresh valour nerves their willing hands,
           And lights with joy their glowing eyes!
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         Then should Napoleon's haughty pride
           Wake on our shores the fierce affray;
         Grim terror lowering at his side,
           Attendant on his furious way!
                                           
         With quick repulse, his baffled band
           Would seek the friendly shore in vain,
         Bright justice lift her red right hand,
           And crush them on the fatal plain.
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                        THE END