To the Immortal jackson.
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Chief-long may thy great fame be known,
And long thy bright examples in these States be shown
When Washington-the sage guardian Of our youth,
Great patron OF virtue-the dispenser OF truth
Shall no longer dwell In the historians mind,
And all his greatness be to Heaven resigned;
When Franklin-the wise philosopher Of the age.
And our Jefferson be 'rased from memory's page;
When cen thy greatness virtuous man, shall fade
And thy lamented corse in the grave is laid,
Thy sacred spirit shall great efulgence shed,
And raise to thy counry's fame the mighty dead
Long future ages shall admire thy matchiess soul,
And long shall thy name rcsound from pole to pole


EPIrAPH


General, many have been thy days,


And prosperous their course-The rays


Ofthy latter life clouded DER


Too soon-And thou art now no more


Hero of the earth, we mourn thy doom,


Withered by the storms Of time


But Heaven shall yet restore thy bloom


In its more mild and genial cline


Farewell, General, till once more


We meet thee on that happier shore.