 O'er hosts of foes; Come and fresh laurels claim, Still dearer make thy name, Long as immortal Fame Her trumpet blows! Thrice welcome to this shore, Our leader now no more, But ruler thou; Oh truly good and great! Long live to glad our state, Where countless...  Poems: In Two Volumes - Sayfa 101Samuel Low tarafından - 1800Tam görünüm - Bu kitap hakkında
 | Historicus - 1885 - 24 sayfa
...truly good and great! Long live to glad our State, Where countless honors wait To deck thy brow. Far be the din of arms, Henceforth the Olive's charms...Shall War preclude ; These shores a Head shall own, Unsullied by a throne, Our much-loved Washington, The Great, the Good. On His Excellency's arrival... | |
 | Elizabeth Bryant Johnston - 1895 - 270 sayfa
...Oh, truly good and great! Long live to glad our State, Where countless honors wait To deck thy brow. "Hush'd be the din of arms; Henceforth the olive's...Shall war preclude. These shores a head shall own Unsullied by a throne. Our much-lov'd Washington, The great, the good!" APRIL TWENTY-FOURTH. 1775 Colonel... | |
 | Charles Woodcock-Savage - 1906 - 356 sayfa
...accompaniment on the harpsichord, Mr. Lee's much-admired ode, now heard everywhere in New York — " Far be the din of arms, Henceforth the olive's charms Shall War preclude: These shores a head shall own, Unsullied by a Throne, Our much loved Washington The Great, The Good! " Which plawanterie seemed to... | |
 | the late Robert James Branham, Stephen J. Hartnett - 2002 - 296 sayfa
...truly good and great! Long live to glad our State, Where countless Honors wait To deck thy Brow. Far be the din of Arms, Henceforth the Olive's charms Shall War preclude; These shores a HEAD shall own, Unsully'd by a throne, Our much lov'd WASHINGTON, The Great, the Good! 4. One of the first American... | |
 | Eric Burns - 2007 - 480 sayfa
...Come and fresh laurels claim, Still dearer make thy name, Long as immortal Fame Her trumpet blows! Far be the din of arms, Henceforth the olive's charms Shall war preclude: These shores a HEAD shall own, Unsully'd by a throne, Our much lov'd WASHINGTON, The great, the good. One cannot imagine, say, the... | |
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