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Hail, happy day, when, smiling like the morn,
Fair Freedom rose New-England to adorn:
The northern clime beneath her genial ray,
Dartmouth, congratulates thy blissful sway:

I saw it in the days gone by,
When the dead girl lay at rest,
And the wattle and the native rose We placed upon her breast
I saw it in the long ago (And I've seen strong men die),

The only king by right divine Is Ellen King, and were she mine I'd strive for liberty no more,
But hug the glorious chains I wore
Her bosom is an ivory throne,
Where tyrant virtue reigns alone ;

On my Right – who
The Death-Woman
And you, on my Left, you
The Wandering-Sickles in extra-heavenly Placemime themselves

Feast on wine or fast on water And your honour shall stand sure, God Almighty's son and daughter He the valiant, she the pure; If an angel out of heaven Brings you other things to drink, Thank him for his kind attentions, Go and pour them down the...