  GEO. P. MORRIS. A monument to Washington? A tablet graven with his name? Green be the mound it stands upon, And everlasting as his fame! His glory fills the land—the plain, The moor, the mountain and the mart! More firm than column, urn or fane, His monument—the human heart. The Christian, patriot, hero, sage! The chief from heaven in mercy sent; His deeds are written on the age— His country is his monument. "The sword of Gideon and the Lord" Was mighty in his mighty hand— The God who guided he adored, And with his blessing freed the land. The first in war, the first in peace, The first in hearts that freemen own; Unparalleled till time shall cease— He lives, immortal and alone. Yet let the rock-hewn tower rise, High to the pathway of the sun, And speak to the approving skies Our gratitude to Washington. |
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