Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1825-06-25

casion, by the Rev. John Pierpont, was
then sung to the tune Of Old Hundred:
O, is not this holy spot!
IT'S the high place ofFreedom's birth;-
God of our fathers! is it not
The hottest spot Of all the earth
Quenched is thy fame on Horeb' side:
The robber roams DER Sinai now;
And those old men, thy seers, abide
No more on Zion's mournful brow.
But on this hill thou, Lord, has dwelt,
| Since round its head the war cloud curled,
| And wrapped our fathers, where they knelt,
In prayer and battle for world.
Here sleeps their dust tits holy ground:
And we, the children of the brave,
From the four winds are gathered round,
TO lay our offering on their grave.
Free as the winds around us blow,
Free as yon waves below us spread,
We rear a pile, that long shall throw
Its shadow on their sacred bed.
But on their deeds no shade shall fall,
While DER their couch thy sun shall fame:
Thine ear was bowed to hear their call,
And thy right hand shall guard their fame.
The President of the Association, the
Hon. DANIEL WEBSTER, then rose and
pronounced an address Of more than an
hours length, sketch Of which have
not time to give, even if it were allow
able for reporter to lay his rude hands
upon SO splendid and polished a per-
Torrance. He commenced with ra-
pid and glowing allusion to the three
great epochs which distinguish the
histor! of our country. Its discovery,
its settlement, and its revolution; Of
which latter, one of the most splendid
events was the action fought on the
ground where we were assembled. He
noticed the cause which had brought
US together-to erect a monument in
commemoration of the gallant action
Of this day, SO years since-and to ma
nitest to succeeding generations, that
we are not unmindful of the blessings
which were purchased at the price of
so valuable blood. He then addressed
with feeling eloquence the survivors Of
the battle, at the close paying finish
ed tribute TO the memory of WARREN.
He next addressed the survivors ofthe
revolution, and Spake in person to the
man, who yet alive, has passed uncon-
taminated through the vicissitudes of a
most appalling revolution, who all glo-
riously rode out that tempest in which
empires swung from their moorings,
and who, thrice in his eyentful life, has
beheld nation bending in lowly graft
tude before him. and pouring out at his
feet the universal tribute of heartfelt
admiration.
These addresses took up rather more
than half the discourse. Mr. w. then
proceeded to some of the reflections to
which the occasion naturally led, parti-
cularly when considered in connection
with its effects on other nations. He
delineated, with the discrimination of
the statesman and the eloquence of the
orator, the present political state of Eu-
rope, the bearings of the political ques-
ton which is there at present agitated,
and the controlling power which Pro-
violence has assigned to this country,
over the civilized world. He conclu-
ded by urging the high patriotism, the
devoted love Of country, TO which these
considerations naturally melted US
The address was delivered in clear
and audible tones of voice, and with
great effect, notwithstanding the ora
tor labored under the fierce blaze of the
sun pouring the whole time directly
upon his uncovered head. The bursts
of applause often compelled him to
pause, and the conclusion was follow
ed by long and continued cheers.
The following hymn, by the Rev.
James Flint, written for the occasion,
was then sung:
TUNE-"St. Martia's."
o glorious day! that saw the array
Of freemen in their might,
When here they stood, unused to blood,
Yet dared the unequal fight.
The sons are met to ownthe debt
Due 10 tlelr IatHer 1anle,s
And here they place the co"mn's base,
To bear their deathless name.
'Tisnot that here the victor's cheer
Rung DER the falling foc.-
That earth here drank of many rank
The life-blood's gushing flow:
The pledge here given to earth and heaven
Freemen to live or die
This gives their fame its sacred claim
To Immortality.
To God, who willed state to build,
Based on the rights of man,
Glory we give, who this day live
To hail tn accomplished plan.
A concluding address to the throne
of grace was offered by the Rev. James
Walker; after which, the following ode
was sung:
TUSE-"Ye Mariners of England"
Whyhangs this sword unhonouredi
Why sleeps the weary gun,