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XCIII.

Let such approach this consecrated Land, And pass in peace along the magic waste; But spare its relics--let no busy hand Deface the scenes, already how defaced! Not for such purpose were these altars placed: Revere the remnants Nations once revered: So may our Country's name be undisgraced, So may'st thou prosper where thy youth was reared, By every honest joy of Love and Life endeared!