COLUMBIAN INDEPENDENCE.

BY G. J. HUNT.

Air-Hail Columbia.

WAKE, Columbia! wake the lyre,
Touch the silver chords with fire:
Bid the holy flames arise,
Mounting swiftly to the skies;
Music sweet and music strong,
Rouse the soul with lyric song.

Goddess of this western clime,
T'une thy notes to joys sublime!
Wrapt in glory's brightest blaze,
Gallant heroes proudly raise
Shouts of triumph, sounding far,
Louder than the storm of war.

Ye fair daughters of our land,
Join the circle hand in hand;
Touch the tender melting string-
To the music sweetly sing:
Sound the praise of heroes gone,
Sound the praise of Washington.

Loud Io pœans rend the air;
Freedom's birth with joy declare:

Sing with mirth, and sing with glee,
'Tis our sacred jubilee!

Sound the trump from pole to pole,
Till old Time shall cease to roll.

FREEDOM'S CALL.

BY H. ANGELO.

Air-Old Dog Tray.

THE day will come at last,

The time approaches fast

When freemen must awaken and freedom's call

obey.

Our country bids you rise,

For treason's banner flies,

To arms then, to arms for the fray.

To our Union we'll ever be faithful,

No power can drive us away.

United we will stand,

With watchful eye and hand,

And guard it from oppresssion's sway.

Shall faction's thwarting hate

Destroy our ship of state,

Or treason's threatening tongue e'er betray?

Shall this disunion band

Invade our sacred land?

No, never! never! let us say.

By our constitution stand,
The bulwark of our land,

CHORUS.

Bequeathed by noble sires now mouldering

'neath the clay,

Our union right or wrong,

Be the motto of our song,

And discord will soon pass away.

CHORUS.

FREEDOM'S LIGHT.

Air-Old Grey Goose.

On! Freedom's fire's burning bright
As in the Revolution,

And in its rays of glory bright
Throws traitors in confusion.
Look south, look north,
Look in every station,

It lights the sons of freedom forth,
To save our happy nation.

It lights up every hill and vale
And shows us every danger,
And tells us of the warning tale
Against the plotting stranger.

CHORUS.

It wakes our fathers' counsels bright
In each freemen's bosom,

And bids us rally for our rights
'Ere we by traitors lose them.

CHORUS.

It points out where our sires stood
To win the land they gave us,
And bids us by their sacred blood,
To let no power enslave us.

CHORUS.

It brighter glows both night and day
The star of freedom's van yet,
And traitors ne'er shall dim its ray
While we have breath to fan it.

CHORUS.

THE LIBERTY TREE.

In a chariot of light, from the regions of day,
The Goddess of Liberty came;

Ten thousand celestials directed the way,
And hither conducted the dame.

A fair budding branch from the gardens above,
Where millions with millions agree,

She brought in her hand, as a pledge of her love,
And the plant she named Liberty Tree.

The celestial exotic struck deep in the ground,
Like a native it flourished and bore;
The fame of its fruit drew the nations around,
To seek out this peaceable shore.

Unmindful of names or distinctions they came,
For freemen, like brothers, agree;

With one spirit endued, they one friendship pursued,

And their temple was Liberty Tree.

Beneath this fair tree, like the patriarchs of old,
Their bread in contentment they ate,
Unvexed with the troubles of silver and gold,
The cares of the grand and the great.

With timber and tar they old England supplied,
And supported her power on the sea;

Her battles they fought, without getting a groat, For the honor of Liberty Tree.

From the east to the west blow the trumpet, to arms!

Through the land let the sound of it flée;

Let the far and the near all unite, with a cheer,

In defence of cur Liberty Tree.

THE UNION.

BY FRANCIS DE HAES JANVIER.

[The Music to be had of BECK & LAWTON, 7th and Chestnut.]
THE Union! the Union! the hope of the free,
Howsoe'er we may differ, in this we agree,-
Our glorious banner no traitor shall mar,
By effacing a stripe, or destroying a star,-
Division! no, never! the Union for ever!
And cursed be the hand that our country would
sever!

The Union! the Union! 'twas purchased with blood;

Side by side, to secure it, our forefathers stood,From the North to the South, through the length of the land,

Sound the war-cry, which summoned that patriot band!

Division! no, never! &c.

The Union! the Union! at Lexington first Through the clouds of oppression its radiance burst,

But at Yorktown rolled back the vapory crest, And a bright constellation, it blazed in the West!

Division! no, never! &c.