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And as on glorious ground he draws his breath,
Where Freedom oft, with Victory and Death,
Hath seen in grim array amid their Storms
Mix'd with auxiliar Rocks, three [X] hundred Forms;
While twice ten corselets at the view 540
Dropp'd loud at once, Oppression shriek'd, and flew.
And as on glorious ground he draws his breath,
Where Freedom oft, with Victory and Death,
Hath seen in grim array amid their Storms
Mix'd with auxiliar Rocks, three [X] hundred Forms;
While twice ten corselets at the view 540
Dropp'd loud at once, Oppression shriek'd, and flew.
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