JUBILEE ODE.
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Hark 'tis the trumpet's loudest blast That wakes the rosy morn, AurOra's steeds have sportive past, And sipp'd the dewy thorn. With colours of eternal bloom She paints the orient way. Sheds golden lustre on the day That boasts a nations doom.

 UnfurI your banners to the sky,

 Loud let the canncnl roar.

 With grateful hearts, and spirits high,

 Our praises still we pour z,.. To the Almighty God in heaven,

 Whose mercies never cease. Whose bounteous blessings still are giy'n

 To crown nations peace. - Whilst glory binds us heart and hand, And peace, still smiling, reigns, ' ,, And plenty crowns our fertile land, .n And Union fast slistains, ..--s 2. America! still be thy care . The freedom of the brave,

 Thy independence loud declare, Or meet glorious gravel ..,.r

 Unfurl your banners to the air. e

 Let cannon loudly roar:

 From Florida to Maine prepare,

 Unite from shore to shore!l Hail t0 America's Jubilee,

 The great and glorious day; s Greet 1t with joyful harmony. @ Proud nations own its sway. A world in dignity she moves, as Where talents hold the sway, Whilst moral freedom's proud essay, Full fifty years she proves!