Hancock
Bold and bright in the dawning light
Of freedom's declaration!
Brightest yet when the sun hath set
On Freedom's desolation!
As the starry-souled of the great of old,
Dead in their generation,
Arose to shine o'er the land's decline,
In Heaven a constellation!
Of freedom's declaration!
Brightest yet when the sun hath set
On Freedom's desolation!
As the starry-souled of the great of old,
Dead in their generation,
Arose to shine o'er the land's decline,
In Heaven a constellation!
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