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Then boomed the Pinta's signal gun,
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the first that ever broke
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the sleep of that new world.
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The sound echoing to forest depths,
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a continent awoke.
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l see a train of exiles stand amid the desert desolate,
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the fathers of Massachusetts land,
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the daring pioneers of fate who braved the perils of sea and earth...
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You've taken our rivers and mountains,
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the plains where we loved to roam.
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Banish us not to the mountains and the lonely wastes for home!
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Our clans that were strongest and bravest are broken