And Freedom’s airy challenge flung,
In each romantic valley sleep.
His counsels here our chieftain breathed,
Here roved his mild, undaunted eye,
When yon lone fort, with thickets wreathed,
Held captive Britain’s gallant spy.
Fit home to rear a nation’s youth
By self-control to nerve the will,
Through knowledge gain expansive truth,
And with high aims life’s circle fill.