The chief, the patriot, and the sage;
Praise God! to him our father owed
This fair and goodly heritage.
The sacred gift time shall not mar.
But wisdom guard what valour won,
While beams serene her guiding star,
And glory points to Madison.
[CHAPTER XIX.]
O, glorious prospect, see the smile benign,
Of heav’n-born peace, refulgent spread its rays;