Here dwell the blest cherubs, so dear to our wishes! Here, throned in our hearts, they inspire all our

themes;

They sport round each cottage, with smiles and with blushes,

They glide through our streets-they sail down our

streams:

The shades of our heroes, immortal, delighted,
Look down from the radiant mansions of day:
"Be firm!" they exclaim: "Be forever united,
And nations may threaten, but cannot dismay."
For Freedom and Peace, &c.

The demons of discord are roaming the ocean,

Their insult, and rapine, and murder are law!
From scenes so atrocious of blood and commotion,
It is great, it is godlike, a while to withdraw.
Perhaps, when the hand that has fed is suspended—
When Famine's pale spectres their steps overtake,
The firm voice of Truth may, at last, be attended,
And Justice and Reason once more re-awake.
But Freedom and Peace, &c.

Away with the vultures of war and ambition,
Who, headlong, to rearing of navies would run!
Those cancers of nations-those pits of perdition-
Where Britain and France will alike be undone.
Far nobler the arts of our country to nourish,
Its true independence and power to increase:
And while our resources of industry flourish,
To hail the glad blessings of Freedom and Peace.
Then Freedom and Peace, &c.

The storm we defy: it may roar at a distance:
Unmoved and impregnable here we remain;

We ask not of Europe for gifts or assistance,

But justice, good faith, and the rights of the main : Should these be refused, in ourselves we're a world!

And those who may dare our domains to invade, To death and destruction at once shall be hurl'd; For Freedom hath sworn it, and shall be obey'd! Then Freedom and Peace, &c.

We want neither emperor, king, prince, nor marshal,
No navies to plunder, nor Indies to fleece;
Our honest decrees are, "To all be impartial,"
Our orders of council, are Freedom and Peace:
But commerce, assail'd by each vile depredator,
Our country has will'd for a while to restrain;
And infamy light on the head of the traitor
Who tramples her laws for base lucre and gain.
Then Freedom and Peace, &c.

Look round on your country, Columbians! undaunted, From Georgia to Maine-from the lakes to the sea; Is one human blessing or luxury wanted,

That flows not amongst us unmeasured and free? Our harvests sustain half the wide eastern world; Our mines and our forests unexhausted remain ; What sails on our great fishing-banks are unfurl'd! What shoals fill our streams from the depths of the main !

Then Freedom and Peace, &c.

The fruits of the country, our flocks and our fleeces,

The treasures immense in our mountains that lie, While discord is tearing old Europe to pieces, Shall amply the wants of our people supply;

New roads and canals, on their bosoms conveying Refinement and wealth, through our forests shall

roam;

And millions of freemen, with rapture surveying,
Shall shout out, "O, Liberty! this is thy home!"
Then Freedom and Peace, &c.

Great shades of our fathers! unconquer'd, victorious,
To whom, under Heaven, our freedom we owe,
Bear witness, that Peace we revere still as glorious:
For Peace every gain for a while we forego:
But should the huge sons of ambition and plunder,
Should ocean's proud scourges our liberty claim,
Your spirits shall ride in the roar of our thunder
That sweeps to the gulf of perdition their name.
Then Freedom and Peace, &c.

Our strength and resources defy base aggression;
Our courage, our enterprise, both have been tried;
Our nation, unstain'd with the crimes of oppression,
Hath Heaven's own thunderbolts all on our side:
Thence henceforth let freeman with freeman be brother,
Our peace and our liberty both to assert;
Nor ever resign up the one or the other
For all that ambition's proud pomp can impart.
Then Freedom and Peace, &c.

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THE GENIUS OF FREEDOM.

WHEN Tyranny's scourge, and Oppression's chill blast,
Which Cruelty's banner of darkness unfurl'd,
The sunbeams of Freedom with clouds overcast,
The genius escaped from a despotic world:

On the wings of the wind,
Left England behind,

And flew to our shores, an asylum to find.
Unfriended, and wandering, unbless'd, and alone,
Our forefathers welcomed the maid as their own;
The gloom of despair from her brow chased away,
And Liberty's day-star then beam'd a bright ray.
The proud sons of Europe soon sought the retreat,
Where dwelt the sweet maid with our ancestors
brave;

They strove to destroy Freedom's favourite seat,
But heroes united their country to save:
Each freeman arose,

The slaves to oppose,

And scatter'd destruction on Liberty's foes! Their strength was exerted; the loud trump of fame Taught tyrants to tremble at Washington's name! But low lies the chief who our liberties saved, And deep in each heart is his memory engraved! The deeds of our chieftains shall history tell, And each son of Liberty hear, with a sigh, How Warren expired, and Montgomery fell; How Mercer and Wooster for Freedom could die! Their courage oft tried,

With honour they died,

And Liberty's offspring shall bless them with pride! Old Ocean shall boast, whilst he rolls his salt wave,

Of Truxton, of Preble, Decatur the brave;
And Fame shall record, and America weep
The fate of her children who died on the deep!

Where, far o'er the ocean, yon proud turrets stand,
The shouts of our seamen pierced Tripoli's skies;

Where Eaton pluck'd laurels from Africa's sand,
The eagle triumphant in victory flies!
The world thus may see
Columbia's free,

And united, will ever victorious be.
No danger America's sons can appal :

They'll conquer their foes, or with honour will fall!
The rights of their country still anxious to save,
In glory they'll triumph! or welcome the grave!

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UNION AND LIBERTY.

Tune-"Anacreon in Heaven."

HARK! the trumpet of war from the east sounds alarms, And Columbia forewarns to prepare for commotion; Mighty Gallia on land bends the world to her arms, While Britannia enslaves with her navy the ocean; By no laws they're restrain'd:

Every right they've disdain'd,

With the slaughter of millions their cause is maintain❜d.
Then unite, all ye sons of Columbia, unite,
Your country demands you-prepare for the fight.

The lust of dominion each tyrant inflames,
And Europe enkindles in fiercest contention;
By strength if they fail to accomplish their aims,
Intrigue light the fire of intestine dissension;
E'en our realm they have tried

By finesse to divide,

But their force and their cunning alike we deride;
For as one will the sons of Columbia unite
When their country demands them, and march for
the fight.