To introduce our mystic art

To introduce our mystic art And in some manner play a part." A third replied, with beaming face: "Trust me to lead you to a place Where fireworks of every kind Are made to suit the loyal mind.

"There, Roman candles are in store, And bombs that like a cannon roar; While 'round the room one may behold Designs of every size and mold,— The wheels that turn, when all ablaze, And scatter sparks a thousand ways; The eagle bird, with pinions spread; The busts of statesmen ages dead; And him who led his tattered band Against invaders of the land Until he shook the country free From grasp of kings beyond the sea.

"We may, from this supply, with ease Secure a share whene'er we please; And on these hills behind the town That to the plain go sloping down,