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			 Where may the wearied eye repose,
 When gazing on the Great;
  Where neither guilty glory glows,
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	 Where may the wearied eye repose,
 When gazing on the Great;
  Where neither guilty glory glows,
   Nor despicable state?
    Yes--one the first, the last, the best,
     The Cincinnatus of the West
      Whom envy dared not hate,
       Bequeathed the name of Washington
        To make man blush; there was but one. 
		
 
	
			 This is the one hundred and tenth anniversary of the birthday of 
Washington. We are met to celebrate this read more 
	 This is the one hundred and tenth anniversary of the birthday of 
Washington. We are met to celebrate this day. Washington is the 
mightiest name on earth--long since mightiest in the cause of 
civil liberty; still mightiest in moral reformation. On that 
name an eulogy is expected. It can not be. To add brightness to 
the sun or glory to the name of Washington is alike impossible. 
Let none attempt it. In solemn awe pronounce the name and in its 
naked, deathless splendor leave it shining on. 
		
 
	
			 A nobleness to try for,
 A name to live and die for.  
	 A nobleness to try for,
 A name to live and die for. 
		
 
	
			 That name was a power to rally a nation in the hour of 
thick-thronging public disasters and calamities; that read more 
	 That name was a power to rally a nation in the hour of 
thick-thronging public disasters and calamities; that name shone 
amid the storm of war, a beacon light to cheer and guide the 
country's friends; it flamed too like a meteor to repel her foes. 
		
 
	
			 Our common Father and Deliverer, to whose prudence, wisdom and 
valour we owe our Peace, Liberty and Safety, now read more 
	 Our common Father and Deliverer, to whose prudence, wisdom and 
valour we owe our Peace, Liberty and Safety, now leads and 
directs in the great councils of the nation . . . and now we 
celebrate an independent Government--an original Constitution! 
an independent Legislature, at the head of which we this day 
celebrate, The Father of his Country--We celebrate Washington! 
We celebrate an independent Empire! 
		
 
	
			 Every countenance seeked to say, "Long live George Washington, 
the Father of the People."  
	 Every countenance seeked to say, "Long live George Washington, 
the Father of the People." 
		
 
	
			 While Washington hath left
 His awful memory,
  A light for after times.  
	 While Washington hath left
 His awful memory,
  A light for after times. 
		
 
	
			 Were an energetic and judicious system to be proposed with your 
signature it would be a circumstance highly honorable read more 
	 Were an energetic and judicious system to be proposed with your 
signature it would be a circumstance highly honorable to your 
fame . . . and doubly entitle you to the glorious republican 
epithet,
 The Father of your Country. 
		
 
	
			 O Washington! thrice glorious name,
 What due rewards can man decree--
  Empires are far below thy aim,
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	 O Washington! thrice glorious name,
 What due rewards can man decree--
  Empires are far below thy aim,
   And scepters have no charms for thee;
    Virtue alone has your regards,
     And she must be your great reward.