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By John F Beckett,
The Memory of Washington May it never be forgot - while the Earth bears a plant or the Sea rolls a wave

By Rufus Ball
John P Hale
The faithful and fearless, may his name ever be remembered by the friends of Equal Rights,

[[underlined]] Song Composed and Sung by B.F. Whittemore [[/underlined]]

This is the morn Columbia Smiles & so my friends should we
Tho roaming oer the stormy waste, or wandering oer the Sea
For memory speaks tis [[underlined]] Freedoms [[/underlined]] day the great and glorious Fourth
Which gives us joy & happiness throughout our native earth

Ye Sons of proud America, the word declares you free
Come celebrate this happy day, with a merry Jubilee
The air resounds oer hill oer dale with Freemens well tuned voices
The Stars and Stripes are floating high a nation now rejoices

The high the low the [[insertion]] great [[/insertion]][[strikethrough]] small [[/strikethrough]] the small exalting all as one
In praises what we now enjoy and what our Fathers won
Each patriotic in his heart His soul it seems to say
Fly hence oppression cruel for tis Independence day

Then let it still be said of us though numbering a few
We kept the day all glorious Americans true blue
We scorn as Freeman while we live its memory to forget
For Sacred as it ever was our Freedom is it yet

Old Capitol thou never shall be among the silent numbered
No history eer shall a page that we regardless slumbered
For ever mindful of the past its sentiments our worth
As Americans we thunder out the great and glorious Fourth.

For we are all true hearted Americans
like those of olden time. 

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