 | James Gates Percival - 1822 - 262 pages
.... 3 Would soften into loveliness, and be Dearest of earth, for there my soul is free. NEW-ENGLAND. HAIL to the land whereon we tread, Our fondest boast;...Who sleep on glory's brightest bed, A fearless host: No slave is here—our unchain'd feet Walk freely, as the waves that beat Our coast. Our fathers cross'd... | |
 | American literature - 1822 - 272 pages
...Wounds but to heal thea with raptures above. WILLIAM RAY. NEW-ENGLAND. [Connecticut Herald. New-Haven.] HAIL to the land whereon we tread, Our fondest boast...sepulchre of mighty dead, The truest hearts that ever bledj Who sleep on Glory's brightest bed, A fearless host : No slave is here — our unchain'd feet... | |
 | John Pierpont - Recitations - 1823 - 492 pages
...the whole creation smile!, Crown the great hymn." LESSON CXLV1H. Ji'cvi-England. — JG PERCIVAI.. HAIL to the land whereon we tread,. •< , Our fondest...on Glory's brightest bed, , , .• A fearless host : No slave is here — our unchained feet Walk freely, as the waves that beat Our coast. Our fathers... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - History - 1824 - 396 pages
...placed ? — 7. What became of the women and children ia forts Kingston and Wilkesbarre ? NEW-ENGLAND. HAIL to the land whereon we tread, Our fondest boast...Who sleep on glory's brightest bed, A fearless host ; No slave is here — our unchain'd feet Walk freely, as the waves that beat Our coast. Our fathers... | |
 | Science - 1832 - 298 pages
...in philosophic lore ; Merchant;., whose ships are to no climes confined; Farmers, the noblest tide 'mong mankind ; Yeomen and Tradesmen, pillars of the...unchained feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coaM. Our fathers crossed the ocean's wave To seek this shore ; They left behind the coward slave To... | |
 | John Pierpont - Rare books - 1835 - 496 pages
...whom the whole creation smiles, Crown the great hymn." LESSON CXLVIII. New-England.—JG PERCIVAL. HAIL to the land whereon we tread, Our fondest boast; The sepulchre of mighty dead, The truest hearts thai ever bled, Who sleep on Glory's brightest bed, A fearless host: No slave is here—our unchained... | |
 | Maria Weston Chapman - American poetry - 1836 - 240 pages
...hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moor'd their bark Ofl the wild New England shore. Weto Hail to the land whereon we tread, Our fondest boast...Who sleep on glory's brightest bed, A fearless host ; No slave is here ; our unchained feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coast. There is no other... | |
 | Maria Weston Chapman - American poetry - 1836 - 256 pages
...hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moor'd their bark On the wild New England shore. PERCIYAL. Hail to the land whereon we tread, Our fondest boast...Who sleep on glory's brightest bed, A fearless host ; No slave is here ; our unchained feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coast. There is no other... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - Elocution - 1836 - 534 pages
...The infernal devil, to keep his seat in Rome, As easily as a king. 43. NEW-ENGLAND. — Percivctl. Hail to the land whereon we tread, Our fondest boast...dead. The truest hearts that ever bled, Who sleep «n glory's brightest bed, A fearless host : No slave is here — our unchained feet Walk freely, as... | |
 | Maria Weston Chapman - American poetry - 1836 - 236 pages
...their bark On the wild New England shore. PERCIVAL. Hail to the land whereon we tread, Our Ibmlcst boast ; The sepulchre of mighty dead, The truest hearts...Who sleep on glory's brightest bed, A fearless host ; No slave is here ; our unchained feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coast. There is DO other... | |
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HAIL to the land whereon we tread. Our fondest boast ; The sepulchre of mighty dead, The truest hearts that ever bled, Who sleep on Glory's brightest bed, A fearless host : No slave is here ; our unchained feet Walk freely as the waves that beat Our coast.... 
