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Excerpt from Oration Delivered by the Hon. Caleb Cushing, of Massachusetts: Before the Tammany Society, or Columbian Order, at Tammany Hall, on Monday, July 5th, 1858 Which, of all these dazzling objects, these reminiscences and premonitions of glory, as they pass along the lucid chambers of the intellectual vision - which shall the will of the orator call forth, if he may, and arrest for present contemplation - which shall he endeavor to embody in epic words, to wake anew to-day the echoes of Tammany Hall? What human lips, indeed, are worthy of the sublimity of such a theme? It is Our Country, which on this day looms up in thought before us, with all the infinite ideas of past, of present, and of future glory, incarnated, as it were, in that great figure. Our Country! It should be the footsteps of a celestial messenger to conduct us from bright point to bright point in the pathway of her fame, that resplendent pathway. " - Whose dust is gold, And pavement stars." It should be the trumpet voice of a god to proclaim her glories from pinnacle to answering pinnacle in the wide firmament of her power, as "leaps the live thunder" from summit to summit along the ethereal heights of the mountains. Behold her, where she stands, in all the majesty and strength of her colossal proportions, the impersonation of republican liberty and order, the statuesque image of democratic energy and force, the great American Republic! The name oft Commonwealth is past and gone, O'er the three fractions of the groaning globe; Still one great clime, in full and free defiance, Yet rears her crest, unconquered and sublime, Above the far Atlantic. Aye, and not "above the far Atlantic alone," but now, also, above the far Pacific. She is the "Vestal" of unrivalled independence always, and still "throned by the West," but with foot advanced towards that utter West, which on the circling earth joins the Orient East. Behold her, I say, as with the olive branch of peace in one hand and the image of victory in the other, she stands, her loins girt with the azure and white bands of the sky, and her head diademed with the constellated orbs of heaven. That is Our Country - to be loved, honored, worshipped, at all times - but on this day especially to be incensed with heart offerings of adoration and of devotion by the universal acclaim of all, who bear, or deserve to bear, the name of American. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.