Fowle's New Hampshire Gazette And General Advertiser

Parnassian Spring.

On the coming of the American Fabius to the Federal Convention in May.

Had not great Cromwell aim'd to gain a crown,
Unfullied tales would hand his mem'ry down.

The hero comes, each voice around his praise,
No envious shafts can dare to chill his rays;
All hail! great man! who, for thy country's cause,
Flew at her call for to protect the laws.
But while dull notes like these my song disarm'd,
His rigid virtues ev'ry patriot warm'd;
Inspir'd each leader at his standard met,
Laurens who fell, with Greene and La Fayette.
Like the fair structure on the river side,
Which from reflection dazzles on the tide.
Each caught the flame, celestial pow'rs unite,
And stimulate them on to aid the fight.
He fought, he won, and calm'd the raging storm,
Tho' rais'd by pride abstruse, in fury's form;
Thy unambitious steps will paint thy name
To future ages thro' historic fame.
Columbia now, with independence crown'd,
Proclaims her consequence on foreign ground.
For, oh! great Washington! while war did rage,
From Clinton retrospectively to Gage,
Stood firm--'till peace did crown thy native shore,
By superseding war's terrific roar.
A time of rest at length appear'd in view,
With all its happiness in blooming hue;
A calm which oft the hero wish'd to see.
Where rural blessings with his mind agree;
But fly once more the Senate house with grace,
And crown the States with everlasting peace.

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