All uttered from the heart.
We ne’er shall see this noble dome,
Ascend gigantic to the clouds,
But deem it as the monument
Of that great hero it enshrouds.
Our thoughts will often on thy virtues dwell,
Thy dauntless courage, and puissant arm.
We will thy glories to our children tell,
And they to theirs, to bind them as a charm
To love the bold, the noble, and the free,