For thee, Celestial! on the shores of time
A throne is built which no man shall destroy.
Thou shalt be seen for miles and miles around
And wield a sceptre, though of none be crowned.
The waves shall know thee, and the winds of Heaven
Shall sing thee songs with mixed and mighty steven.
XII.
O sunlike Liberty, with eyes of flame,
Mother and maid, immortal, unconfined!
Fairest and first art thou in name and fame,