In Time’s full hour shall spring a glorious race:
Thy name, thy verse, thy language shall they bear,
And deck for thee the vaulted temple there.
Our Roman-hearted fathers broke
Thy parent empire’s galling yoke,
But thou, harmonious monarch of the mind,
Around their sons a gentler chain shall bind;
Still o’er our land shall Albion’s sceptre wave,
And what her mighty Lion lost, her mightier Swan shall save.
Prize Ode recited at the representation of the Shakespeare Jubilee, Boston, February 13, 1824.