The sacred torch our fathers lit
No wild misrule can ever quench;
Still in our midst wise judges sit,
Whom party passion cannot blench.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -He never knew what was coming, did he? He would not have been quite so confident that America could survive a catastrophic election like this.
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The sacred torch our fathers lit No wild misrule can ever quench; Still in our midst wise judges sit, Whom party passion cannot blench.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -He never knew what was coming, did he? He would not have been quite so confident that America could survive a catastrophic election like this.