THE SEA-SERPENT. 
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For there our banner waveth, 
And we only seek to bind 
Another link of union 
With the thirty here entwined. 
hi. 
Can we give up the glory 
Our valiant fathers gave, 
When they sought on Plymouth’s holy rock 
A refuge from the wave ? 
Long kept they faith with England, 
And many sorrows bore ; 
For O, they loved their u father land,” 
That distant, happy shore. 
IV. 
No, dreamers of ambition, 
Who “ go with hearts elate 
To build another empire, 
To found another State,” 
Ye little know the workings 
Of the stern New England mind, 
