New Castle, July 4, 1878Or a hundred years the pulse of timeHas throbbed for Liberty;For a hundred years the grand old climeColumbia has been free;For a hundred years our country's love,The Stars and Stripes, has waved above.Away far out on the gulf of years--Misty and faint and whiteThrough the fogs of wrong--a sail appears,And the Mayflower heaves in sight,And drifts again, with its little
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