“Thee, first in peace and honor - we demand The grace and glory of thy martial band. Fam'd for thy valor, for thy virtues more, Hear every tongue thy guardian aid implore! One century scarce perform'd its destined round”

1770s, To His Excellency, George Washington (1775)

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American poet 1753–1784

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