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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418506" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The First American Congress</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Columbus looked; and still around them spread,<br>From south to north, th' immeasurable shade;<br>At last, the central shadows burst away,<br>And rising regions open'd on the day.<br>He saw, once more, bright Del'ware's silver stream,<br>And Penn's throng'd city cast a cheerful gleam;<br>The dome of state, that met his eager eye,<br>Now heav'd its arches in a loftier sky.<br>The bursting gates unfold: and lo, within,<br>A solemn train in conscious glory shine.<br>The well-known forms his eye had trac'd before,<br>In diff'rent realms along th' extended shore;<br>Here, grac'd with nobler fame, and rob'd in state,<br>They look'd and mov'd magnificently great.<br>High on the foremost seat, in living light,<br>Majestic Randolph caught the hero's sight:<br>Fair on his head, the civic crown was plac'd,<br>And the first dignity his sceptre grac'd.<br>He opes the cause, and points in prospect far,<br>Thro' all the toils that wait th' impending war --<br>But, hapless sage, thy reign must soon be o'er,<br>To lend thy lustre, and to shine no more.<br>So the bright morning star, from shades of ev'n,<br>Leads up the dawn, and lights the front of heav'n,<br>Points to the waking world the sun's broad way,<br>Then veils his own, and shines above the day.<br>And see great Washington behind thee rise,<br>Thy following sun, to gild our morning skies;<br>O'er shadowy climes to pour the enliv'ning flame,<br>The charms of freedom and the fire of fame.<br>Th' ascending chief adorn'd his splendid seat,<br>Like Randolph, ensign'd with a crown of state;<br>Where the green patriot bay beheld, with pride,<br>The hero's laurel springing by its side;<br>His sword, hung useless, on his graceful thigh,<br>On Britain still he cast a filial eye;<br>But sov'reign fortitude his visage bore,<br>To meet their legions on th' invaded shore.<br>Sage Franklin next arose, in awful mien,<br>And smil'd, unruffled, o'er th' approaching scene;<br>High, on his locks of age, a wreath was brac'd,<br>Palm of all arts, that e'er a mortal grac'd;<br>Beneath him lies the sceptre kings have borne,<br>And crowns and laurels from their temples torn.<br>Nash, Rutledge, Jefferson, in council great,<br>And Jay and Laurens op'd the rolls of fate.<br>The Livingstons, fair Freedom's gen'rous band,<br>The Lees, the Houstons, fathers of the land,<br>O'er climes and kingdoms turn'd their ardent eyes,<br>Bade all th' oppressed to speedy vengeance rise;<br>All pow'rs of state, in their extended plan,<br>Rise from consent to shield the rights of man.<br>Bold Wolcott urg'd the all-important cause;<br>With steady hand the solemn scene he draws;<br>Undaunted firmness with his wisdom join'd,<br>Nor kings nor worlds could warp his stedfast mind.<br>Now, graceful rising from his purple throne,<br>In radiant robes, immortal Hosmer shone;<br>Myrtles and bays his learned temples bound,<br>The statesman's wreath, the poet's garland crown'd:<br>Morals and laws expand his liberal soul,<br>Beam from his eyes, and in his accents roll.<br>But lo! an unseen hand the curtain drew,<br>And snatch'd the patriot from the hero's view;<br>Wrapp'd in the shroud of death, he sees descend<br>The guide of nations and the muses' friend.<br>Columbus dropp'd a tear. The angel's eye<br>Trac'd the freed spirit mounting thro' the sky.<br>Adams, enrag'd, a broken charter bore,<br>And lawless acts of ministerial pow'r;<br>Some injur'd right in each loose leaf appears,<br>A king in terrors and a land in tears;<br>From all the guileful plots the veil he drew,<br>With eye retortive look'd creation through;<br>Op'd the wide range of nature's boundless plan,<br>Trac'd all the steps of liberty and man;<br>Crowds rose to vengeance while his accents rung,<br>And Independence thunder'd from his tongue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joel+Barlow">Joel Barlow</a><div class=q>
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From south to north, th' immeasurable shade;
At last, the central shadows burst away,
And rising regions open'd on the day.
He saw, once more, bright Del'ware's silver stream,
And Penn's throng'd city..."></div>
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