Has the guidance of madmen, the seas & the fair.
And yet on his favour no mortal depended.
And the word maidens mean when they faintly cry no!
And the cadence of rapture is rung o'er the plains.
Scann'd ev'ry far planet & measur'd the sky.
Who gives to the whole all its flavour & zest.
Whose empire begins & decays with the night.
As the greatest & best of its gifts to mankind.
Have signed a bond of perpetual alliance.
To establish the rights of the people divine.
Sits wrapt with his eagle & Juno in glory.
Of error's dark midnight can light up a noon.
Of as jovial a creature as sings on the plain.
And sorrow flys scowling whenever he's nigh.