James Gates Percival Quotes

Hail to the land whereon we tread,Our fondest boast! The sepulchres of mighty dead,The truest hearts that ever bled,Who sleep on glory’s brightest bed, A fearless host:No slave is here:-our unchained feet,Walk freely as the waves that beatOur coast.
James Gates Percival
James Gates Percival

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