1799, The day came so near that appointed for the ordination of Rev. Mr. Kendall, that it was not celebrated by a public discourse.

1800, John Davis, Esq., Boston, Oration.*

1801, Rev. John Allyn, D. D., Duxbury.
1802, John Q. Adams, Esq., Quincy, Oration.
1803, Rev. John T. Kirkland, D. D., Boston.*
1804, (Lord's Day) Rev. James Kendall, Plymouth.*
1805, Alden Bradford, Esq., Boston.

1806, Rev. Abiel Holmes, D. D., Cambridge.
1807, Rev. James Freeman, D. D., Boston.*
1808, Rev. Thaddeus M. Harris, Dorchester.
1809, Rev. Abiel Abbot, Beverly.

1811, Rev. John Elliot, D. D., Boston. 1815, Rev. James Flint, Bridgewater. 1817, Rev. Horace Holley, Boston.* 1818, Wendell Davis, Esq., Sandwich.* 1819, Francis C. Gray, Esq., Boston.

1820, Daniel Webster, Esq., Boston, by Pilgrim Society. 1824, Professor Edward Everett, Cambridge, by Pilgrim Society.

1831, Rev. John Brazer, Salem, by First Parish in Plymouth,

The following anniversaries were commemorated by the third parish in Plymouth.

1826, Rev. Richard S. Storrs, Braintree.

1827, Rev. Lyman Beecher, D. D., Boston. 1828, Rev. Samuel Green, Boston.

1829, Rev. Daniel Huntington, Bridgewater, 1830, Rev. Benjamin Wisner, D. D., Boston. 1831, Rev. John Codman, D. D., Dorchester.

1832, Rev. Convers Francis of Watertown for the First Parish.

Rev. Mr. Bigelow, of Rochester, for the third Parish. 1833, Rev. Mr. Barrett of Boston, for the first Parish. 1834, Rev. G. W. Blagden of Boston, for the Pilgrim Society,

HYMNS, ODES, &c.

Written for the Anniversary of the Landing of the

Pilgrims.

HYMN FOR THE 22D OF DECEMBER.

TUNE- Old Hundred.'

HAIL, Pilgrim Fathers of our race!
With grateful hearts, your toils we trace;
Again this Votive Day returns,

And finds us bending o'er your urns.

Jehovah's arm prepar'd the road;
The Heathen vanish'd at his nod:
He gave his Vine a lasting root;
He loads his goodly boughs with fruit.

The hills are cover'd with its shade;
Its thousand shoots like cedars spread;
Its branches to the sea expand,
And reach to broad Superior's strand.

Of peace and truth the gladsome ray
Smiles in our skies and cheers the day;
And a new Empire's 'splendent wheels
Roll o'er the top of western hills.

Hail, Pilgrim Fathers of our race!
With grateful hearts your toils we trace;
Oft as this Votive Day returns,

We'll pay due honors to your urns.

ODE FOR THE 22D OF DECEMBER..

BY HON. JOHN DAVIS.

Composed for the Anniversary Festival at Plymouth, in the year 1794.

SONS of renowned Sires,
Join in harmonious choirs,
Swell your loud songs;
Daughters of peerless dames,
Come with your mild' acclaims,
Let their revered names

Dwell on your tongues.

From frowning Albion's seat,
See the fam❜d band retreat,
On ocean tost;

Blue tumbling billows roar,
By keel scarce plough'd before,
And bear them to this shore,
Fetter'd with frost.

By yon wave-beaten Rock,
See the illustrious flock

Collected stand;

To seek some sheltering grove,
Their faithful partners move,

Dear pledges of their love
In either hand.

Not winter's sullen face,
Not the fierce tawny race

In arms array'd;

Not hunger shook their faith
Not sickness' baleful breath,

Nor Carver's early death,

Their souls dismay'd

Water'd by heavenly dew,
The Germ of Empire grew,
Freedom its root;:

From the cold northern pine,
Far t'ward the burning line,
Spreads the luxuriant vine,
Bending with fruit.

Columbia, child of Heaven,
The best of blessings giv'n,
Rest on thy head;
Beneath thy peaceful skies,
While prosperous tides arise,
Here turn thy grateful eyes,
Revere the dead.

Here trace the moss-grown stones, Where rest their mould'ring bones, Again to rise;

And let thy sons be led,

To emulate the dead,

While o'er their tombs they tread

With moisten'd eyes.

Sons of renowned Sires,

Join in harmonious choirs,

Swell your loud songs;

Daughters of peerless dames,
Come with your mild acclaims,
Let their revered names

Dwell on your tongues.

HYMN-BY REV. DR. HOLMES.

Sung at the 186th Anniversary of the Landing of the Fathers at Plymouth, December 22d, 1806.

TUNE- Old Hundred.'

OUR Fathers' God! to Thee we raise,
With one accord, the song of praise ;
To Thee our grateful tribute pay,
Oft as returns this festal day.

With tearful eyes we here will trace
Thy wonders to the Pilgrim race,
And while those wonders we explore,
Their names extol, thy name adore.

Our Fathers' God! Thy own decree
Ordain'd the Pilgrims to be free;
In foreign lands they own'd thy care,
And found a safe asylum there.

When the wide main they travers'd o'er,
And landed on this sea-beat shore,
The Pilgrim's Rock must e'er proclaim
Thy guardian care was still the same.

Our Father's God! while here we trace
Our lineage to the Pilgrim race,
O may we like those Pilgrims live,
And in the sons the sires revive.

Our Father's God! to Thee we raise,
With one accord, the song of praise ;
To Thee our grateful tribute pay,
Oft as returns this festal day.