forth from its spasms of fury and its poisons,
issuing at last in perfect po its course,
so thee o ship of france!
finish'd the days, the clouds dispel'd
the travail o'er, the long?sought extrication,
h o'er the european ladness ans thence, as face afar to face,
reflecting ours columbia,)
again thy star o france, fair lustrous star,
in heavenly peace, clearer, more bright than ever,
shall beam immortal.
singing my days,
singing the great achievements of the present,
singing the strong light ineers,
our modern hty railroad spann'd,
the seas inlaid entle gulf—the sleepers and the shadoreatness of the past!
for ro a certain line, still keeps on.
so the present, utterly form'd, impell'd by the past.)
passage o soul to india!
eclaircise the myths asiatic, the primitive fables.
not you alone proud truths of the world,
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