Oh, How Hard It Is To Find

Oh, How Hard It Is To Find The One Just Suited To Our Mind!

O Leave This Barren Spot To Me! Spare, Woodman, Spare The Beechen Tree.

To Live In The Hearts Of Others Is Not To Die

Tis Distance Lends Enchantment To The View, And Robes The Mountain In Its Azure Hue.

The Patriot's Blood Is The Seed Of Freedom's Tree.