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PG-Y.778.022
30 May 1778:21, 22
THE MUSE OF AMERICA: AN ODE:
By a Gentleman in France.
From fair America's insulted coast,
Where faithless Britain sends her host;
From climes, where Freedom breathes the just disdain,
And calls her patriots to the plain;
. . . [1 1/2 columns, including the following musical
references:]
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the vollying drum, th'abstreperous horn,
. . .
Beyond the trumpet's din, and cannon's roar:
. . .
The pensive Goddess sits, and suits her art
To the distresses of a guardian's heart;
Then toning deep her heavenly lyre,
. . .
For thee, for thee, I strike the string:
. . .
Savage monarch, savage sire,
'Tis for thee I tune the lyre;
. . .
Here paus'd the muse, and list'ning round,
At distance heard the trumpet's sound;
She felt, reviv'd, a keener pain,
Chang'd her verse, and sung again.
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[additional similar references passim.]
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