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Poem January 2, 1790

Gazette Of The United States

New York, New York County, New York

What is this article about?

An ode celebrating the New Year 1790, reflecting on the blessings of 1789 including secured American rights, the beginning of Europe's freedom, and George Washington's return to leadership. It praises Washington and hopes for prudent French actions and his peaceful end.

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FOR THE GAZETTE OF THE UNITED STATES.

ODE: FOR THE NEW YEAR.

HAIL NEW YEAR!

Long shall thy numbers, in our annals shine,
O'er ev'ry year that's past, blest year indeed,
That saw our rights secured, and Europe freed,
At least the work's begun—Ninety shall see
It almost finished; Europe almost free.

May Frenchmen use their power, so late retrieved,
In humbling pride, and righting the aggrieved;
May prudence teach them not to go too far,
Nor whelm their country in the woes of war.

Blest Eighty Nine, that saw our glorious Chief,
Rise from repose, and fly to our relief,
Fly to cement that Union which he wrought,
By wisdom fix, the pile for which he fought.

Blest Eighty Nine, that gave him to our sight,
More lov'd, more honour'd, gloriously bright,
Long may his influence o'er our States extend,
Our much lov'd brother, father, chief and friend,

And when by age, and nature's hand bow'd down,
Time's silver honors, (freedom's only crown,)
Play o'er his brow, then may he slow decay.
Blest with health's smile, on each succeeding day,
Till life's worn fountains, gradually cease,
And pray'rs of millions waft his soul to peace.

What sub-type of article is it?

Ode Satire

What themes does it cover?

Patriotism Liberty Independence Political

What keywords are associated?

New Year Ode Eighty Nine Glorious Chief Europe Freed American Rights Washington Praise

Poem Details

Title

Ode: For The New Year.

Subject

For The New Year

Key Lines

Hail New Year! Blest Eighty Nine, That Saw Our Glorious Chief, Our Much Lov'd Brother, Father, Chief And Friend, Time's Silver Honors, (Freedom's Only Crown,) And Pray'rs Of Millions Waft His Soul To Peace.

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