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22626	Sprague, Charles	An Ode Pronounced Before the Inhabitants of Boston, September the Seventeenth, 1830, at the Centennial Celebration of the Settlement of the City			.txt	text/plain	3572	324	95	Come, round this place your influence shed; She trod the shore with girded heart, Where liberty's glad race might proudly come, Shall other ages come to keep the day. Here shall the dwellers of the land be seen, Nor here alone their praises shall go round, Broad as the empire of the free shall spread, Far as the foot of man shall dare to tread, To mark this day we gather round, Shall not one line lament that lion race, A voice comes forth, 'tis from the dust-There time-crowned columns stand on high, Shall link him to a future age, The Pilgrim race revered! no, never--ne'er shall die, Leave to the heart, to Heaven, the rest. Yet o'er the record shall the patriot bend, In that far day?--O what shall be, And men unborn shall tread above our dust? That time shall never shake; To guard and guide the Pilgrim's land.	./cache/22626.txt	./txt/22626.txt