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Far beyond the Atlantic floods, Stretch'd beneath the evening sky, Realms of mountains, dark with woods,

In Columbia's bosom lie.

There, in glens and caverns rude,
Silent since the world began,
Dwells the virgin Solitude,
Unbetray'd by faithless man;

Where a tyrant never trod,
Where a slave was never known,
But where Nature worships God
In the wilderness alone;

- Thither, thither would I roam; There my children

may

be free: I for them will find a home, They shall find a grave for me.

Though my fathers' bones afar
In their native land repose,
Yet beneath the twilight star
Soft on mine the turf shall close.

Though the mould that wraps my clay,
When this storm of life is o'er,
Never since creation lay
On a human breast before ;

Yet in sweet communion there,
When she follows to the dead,
Shall my bosom's partner share
Her poor husband's lowly bed.

ALBERT's babes shall deck our grave,
And my daughter's duteous tears
Bid the flowery verdure wave
Through the winter-waste of years."

Shep. Long before thy sun descend;

May thy woes and wanderings cease;
Late and lovely be thine end;
Hope and triumph, joy and peace!

As our lakes at day's decline,
Brighten through the gathering gloom,
May thy latest moments shine
Through the night-fall of the tomb !"

Wand. Though our Parent perish'd here,

Like the Phænix on her nest,
Lo! new-fledged her wings appear,
Hovering in the golden west.

Thither shall her sons repair,
And beyond the roaring main
Find their native country there,
Find their SWITZERLAND again.

Mountains ! can ye chain the will ? Ocean! canst thou quench the heart? No! I feel my country still, LIBERTY! where'er thou art.

Thus it was in hoary time,
When our fathers sallied forth,
Full of confidence sublime,
From the famine-wasted North.*

* There is a tradition among the Swiss, that they are descended from the ancient Scandinavians ; among whom, in a remote age, there arose so grievous a famine, that it was determined in the Assembly of the Nation, that every tenth man and his family should quit their country, and seek a new possession. Six thousand, chosen by lot, thus emigrated at once from the North. They prayed to GOD to conduct them to a land like their own, where they might dwell in freedom and quiet, finding food for their families, and pasture for their cattle. GOD, says the tradition, led them to a valley among the Alps, where they cleared away the forests, built the town of Switz, and afterwards peopled and cultivated the captons of Uri and UNDERWAL.

DEN.

Freedom, in a land of rocks « Wild as Scandinavia, give, 66 Power ETERNAL !--where our flocks

66 And our little ones may

live !"

Thus they pray'd ;

-a secret hand
Led them, by a path unknown,
To that dear delightful land
Which I yet must call

my own,

To the Vale of Switz they came :
Soon their meliorating toil
Gave the forests to the flame,
And their ashes to the soil.

Thence their ardent labours spread,
Till above the mountain-snows
Towering Beauty shew'd her head,

And a new creation rose !

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