Oh! does it hide some humble one?
Now, part the mountain's leafy bloom,—
Is this the grave of Jefferson?
Huge shame confound this long neglect,
That thus o'ershades his resting place,
Who, living, sought to raise, protect,
And fit, this home of Adam's race.
Who guards that most illustrious tomb,
And welcomes there the pilgrim's love?
A stranger to his native soil,