Let us toast our foster-father, the Republic as you know—
Who in the path of science taught us upward for to go—
And the maidens of our native land whose cheeks like roses glow,
They're oft remembered in our songs, at Benny Havens—oh!
Benny Havens, West Point.
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Low Point or Carthage, 4 miles above Fishkill.