The New Hampshire Gazette And General Advertiser

HYMN TO HARMONY.

In the manner of Swift's love song

Daughter of heav'n! whose
magic call
From nothing bade this wond'rous all
In beauteous order rise!

Thou, who, at Nature's earliest birth,
Saw vernal fragrance clothe the earth,
And brighten all the skies!

Thee I invoke, whose potent sway
Hath bound the earth, the air and sea,
In one eternal chain!

Come then, O come, celestial maid
Be present to thy vot'ry's aid,
And harmonize the scene.

Ev'n as the Sun incessant pours
On herbs, & trees, & fruits, & flowers,
His vivifying ray;

So may thy hallow'd fire impart
Fresh joy and gladness to the heart,
Along the realms of day.

When folly with her hydra hand
Extends her empire o'er the land
And talks with giant-stride--

O! prop fair virtues sinking cause,
Protect our rights, defend our laws,
And stem Corruption's tide.

The starry host shall fade away,
Eternal nature shall decay,
Whilst thy prolific beam
Rolls on. and shall forever roll,
From day to day, from pole to pole,
An unexhausted stream.

'Ere space was space, or time was time,
Thy pow'r, thy energy sublime,
With dazzling lustre shone;
And shall, when time and space are past,
In undiminish'd glory last,
Immortal and alone.

Come then, and let thy daughter fair,
Divine Benevolence, be near,
And Fortitude thy friend;
Let firm integrity be nigh,
And Freedom with terrific eye
Thy solemn steps attend!

That Freedom which, in days of yore,
Display'd the impotence of power,
And vanity of pride
Warm'd by whose love great Tully taught,
And Cato bled, and Cæsar fought,
And Alexander died.

That cause whose animating fire,
Our great forefathers did inspire,
To vindicate their right;
O! let us now transmit it down,
From age to age, from sire to son,
With everlasting light.

And when at Fate's resistless name,
The spark that warms thy vital frame,
Ascends its kindred skies;
Then like the Phœnix from the fire,
An offspring, beauteous as its sire,
Shall from thy ashes rise.