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"Our Mountains are coverd with Imperial Oak Whose Roots, like our liberties, ages have nourished But long ere our Nation submits to the Yoke Not a Tree shall be left on the Field where it Flourished Should Invasion impend, every Tree would defend From the Hill tops they shaded, our Shores to defend For neer shall the Sons of Columbia be Slaves While the Earth bears a Plant, or the Sea rolls its Waves."
