republic, is erased from
the catalogue of nations; while Venice is destroyed, Italy ravaged, and
Switzerland, the once happy, the once united, the once flourishing
Switzerland lies bleeding at every pore!

No ambitious foe dares now invade our country. No standing army now
endangers our liberty.--Our commerce, though subject in some degree to
the depredations of the belligerent powers, is extended from pole to
pole; and our navy, though just emerging from nonexistence, shall soon
vouch for the safety of our merchantmen, and bear the thunder of freedom
around the ball!

Fair Science too, holds her gentle empire amongst us, and almost
innumerable altars are raised to her divinity, from Brunswick to
Florida. Yale, Providence and Harvard now grace our land; and DARTMOUTH,
towering majestic above the groves, which encircle her, now inscribes
her glory on the registers of fame!--Oxford and Cambridge, those
oriental stars of literature, shall now be lost, while the bright sun of
American science displays his broad circumference in uneclipsed
radiance.

Pleasing, indeed, were it here to dilate on the future grandeur of
America; but we forbear; and pause, for a moment, to drop the tear of
affection over the graves of our departed warriors. Their names should
be mentioned on every anniversary of Independence, that the youth, of
each successive generation, may learn not to value life, when held in
competition with their country's safety.

WOOSTER, MONTGOMERY, and MERCER, fell bravely in battle, and their ashes
are now entombed on the fields that witnessed their valor. Let their
exertions in our country's cause be remembered, while Liberty has an
advocate, or gratitude has place in the human heart.

GREENE, the immortal hero of the Carolinas, has since gone down to the
grave, loaded with honors, and high in the estimation of his countrymen.
The corageous PUTNAM has long slept with his fathers; and SULLIVAN and
CILLEY, New-Hampshire's veteran sons, are no more numbered with the
living!

With hearts penetrated by unutterable grief, we are at length
constrained to ask, where is our WASHINGTON? where the hero, who led us
to victory--where the man, who gave us freedom? Where is he, who headed
our feeble army, when destruction threatened us, who came upon our
enemies like the storms of winter; and scattered them like leaves before
the Borean blast? Where, O my country! is thy political saviour? where,
O humanity! thy favorite son