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... arms ! Through the land let the sound of it flee ; Let the far and the near all unite , with a cheer , In defence of our LIBERTY TREE . DESTRUCTION OF THE TEA , 1774 . Tune- " Hosier's Ghost . " As near beauteous Boston lying On the ...
... arms ! Through the land let the sound of it flee ; Let the far and the near all unite , with a cheer , In defence of our LIBERTY TREE . DESTRUCTION OF THE TEA , 1774 . Tune- " Hosier's Ghost . " As near beauteous Boston lying On the ...
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... arms ! we to arms flew ! ' twas Freedom invited us , The trumpet , shrill sounding , to battle excited us ; The banners of virtue , unfurl'd , did wave over us , Our hero led on , and the foe flew before us . In Heaven and Washington we ...
... arms ! we to arms flew ! ' twas Freedom invited us , The trumpet , shrill sounding , to battle excited us ; The banners of virtue , unfurl'd , did wave over us , Our hero led on , and the foe flew before us . In Heaven and Washington we ...
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... arms , and the volunteer corps Heard the sound , and appear'd on parade ; Such a sight Ireland's genius ne'er witness'd before , And yet still on her harp thus she play'd : " The wish of each heart is , Columbia be free ! Let tyrants ne ...
... arms , and the volunteer corps Heard the sound , and appear'd on parade ; Such a sight Ireland's genius ne'er witness'd before , And yet still on her harp thus she play'd : " The wish of each heart is , Columbia be free ! Let tyrants ne ...
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... arms , We'll brave the world in arms . Bold as our sires , nor born to yield , But scorn for scorn bestow ; The blossoms which adorn our field Bloom not to deck a foe , Bloom not to deck a foe . For should the blasts of war , & c . THE ...
... arms , We'll brave the world in arms . Bold as our sires , nor born to yield , But scorn for scorn bestow ; The blossoms which adorn our field Bloom not to deck a foe , Bloom not to deck a foe . For should the blasts of war , & c . THE ...
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... arms ! my patriot sons , arise , Guard your freedom , rights and fame ; Guard your freedom , rights and fame ; Preserve the clime your fathers gave ; Heaven's sacred boon from villains save- Let such daring impious foes Your grandeur in ...
... arms ! my patriot sons , arise , Guard your freedom , rights and fame ; Guard your freedom , rights and fame ; Preserve the clime your fathers gave ; Heaven's sacred boon from villains save- Let such daring impious foes Your grandeur in ...
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Page 220 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave ; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Page 220 - OH, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming ? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming ? And the rockets...
Page 184 - And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Page 53 - Hail, Columbia ! happy land ! Hail, ye heroes, heaven-born band! Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause, Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause; And when the storm of war was gone, Enjoyed the peace your valor won. Let independence be our boast, Ever mindful what it cost; Ever grateful for the prize, Let its altar reach the skies. Firm united let us be, Rallying round our liberty! As a band of brothers joined, Peace and safety we shall find.
Page 220 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, "half conceals, half discloses?
Page 55 - Behold the chief who now commands, Once more to serve his country, stands — The rock on which the storm will beat, The rock on which the storm will beat; But, armed in virtue firm and true, His hopes are fixed on heaven and you.
Page 185 - What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels of the mine ? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war ? They sought a faith's pure shrine ! Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod ; They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God.
Page 420 - And his rocks yet keep their watch by the deep, To stay its waves of pride. But the snow-white sail, that he gave to the gale, When the heavens looked dark, is gone; — As an angel's wing, through an opening cloud, Is seen, and then withdrawn. The pilgrim exile — sainted name ! — The hill, whose icy brow Rejoiced, when he came, in the morning's flame, In the morning's flame burns now. And the moon's cold light, as it lay that night On the hill-side and the sea, Still lies where he laid his houseless...
Page 420 - The mists, that wrapped the pilgrim's sleep, Still brood upon the tide ; And his rocks yet keep their watch by the deep, To stay its waves of pride. But the snow-white sail, that he gave to the gale, When the heavens looked dark, is gone ; As an angel's wing, through an opening cloud, Is seen, and then withdrawn.
Page 9 - Come join hand in hand, brave Americans all, And rouse your bold hearts at fair Liberty's call; No tyrannous acts shall suppress your just claim, Or stain with dishonor America's name. In freedom we're born, and in freedom we'll live; Our purses are ready, Steady, Friends, steady; Not as slaves, but as freemen our money we'll give. Our worthy forefathers — let's give them a cheer — To climates unknown did courageously steer; Thro' oceans to deserts, for freedom they came, And, dying, bequeath...