Jefferson, whose vigorous brain didst frame
The Constitution of this proud land
Of which it boasts! Yes, Jefferson--the name
That dost shine forth like a beacon-fire fanned
By the clear winds of heaven, which do freedom breathe--
True freedom, shared by his compatriot's breast,
Who together did to us this land bequeath,
With its free institutions--a rich bequest,
Prized by a democracy truly blest!
Here the poor emigrant, seeking a home,
Finds a safe retreat, and by honest toil
Adds to his store. The lovers of free speech come.
All good men are welcome to its rich soil;
Then crush the reptile who would its freedom spoil.