THE BUNKER HILL MONUMENT.
ADDNESS DELTVERED AT THE
LAYING OF THE
STONE OF THE BUNKER HTLL XONUUENT
CHARLASfOWN, MASS., ON THE ITTH
uncounted multitude before me and around me provelr
tle feeling which the occasion has excited. These thou-
sands of human faces, glowing with sympathy and joy, and from
the impulses of a common gratitude turned reverently to heaven
in thia spaciow temple of the firmament, proclaim that the day,
the place, and the purpos€ of our ass€mbling, have made a deep
impression on our hearts.
If, indeed, there be anything in local association
fit to aftect
the mind of man, we neecl not strive to repress the emotions
which agitate us here. We are among the sepulchers of our
We are on ground distinguished by their valor, their
constancy, and the shedding of their blood.
We are here, not
to 6x an uncertain date in our annab, nor to draw into notice an
obscure and unknown spot.
If our humble pupose had never
been conceived, if we ounelves had never been born, the rTth
1775, would have been a day on which all suboequent
history would have poured its light, and the eminence where we
stand, a point of attraction to the eyes of successive
But we are Americans. We live in what may be called the " early
age" of this grcat contiuent; and we Lnow that our posterity,
are here to eojoy and suffer the allotments of