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Hark! Freedom's arms ring far and wide;
Again these forts with beacons gleam;
Loud cannon roar on every side,—
I start, I wake, I did but dream.
Deep silence 'mid these glorious hills;
Dark shadows on the silver stream;
My very soul with rapture thrills,
"Is't heaven or earth, or but a dream?"
Nay! true as life, and deep as love,
And real amidst the things that seem;
For earth below and Heaven above
Proclaim "truth stranger than a dream."
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