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... smile in the aspect of wo . Thy fleets to all regions thy power shall display , The nations admire , and the ocean obey ; Each shore to thy glory its tribute unfold , And the east and the south yield their spices and gold ; As the day ...
... smile in the aspect of wo . Thy fleets to all regions thy power shall display , The nations admire , and the ocean obey ; Each shore to thy glory its tribute unfold , And the east and the south yield their spices and gold ; As the day ...
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... smile . Huzza , huzza , & c . For the blessings of freedom and plenty are yours . Our bosoms , enraptured , beat high at thy name , Thy health is our transport , thy triumph our fame ; Like our sires , with our swords we'll support thy ...
... smile . Huzza , huzza , & c . For the blessings of freedom and plenty are yours . Our bosoms , enraptured , beat high at thy name , Thy health is our transport , thy triumph our fame ; Like our sires , with our swords we'll support thy ...
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... smiling , claimed it as her own . " Fair land , " the goddess cried , " be free ! Soil of my choice ! to fame arise ! " She spoke , and heaven's minstrelsy Swell'd the loud chorus through the skies : All hail , forever great and free ...
... smiling , claimed it as her own . " Fair land , " the goddess cried , " be free ! Soil of my choice ! to fame arise ! " She spoke , and heaven's minstrelsy Swell'd the loud chorus through the skies : All hail , forever great and free ...
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... 'er guard the shore where bright Liberty reigns ; May Heaven in unity link heart and hand , And smile on the host that no slavery stains : Then in praise of Columbia , & c . 14 LIBERTY HALL . OLD Homer ! -but what have 28 PATRIOTIC SONGS .
... 'er guard the shore where bright Liberty reigns ; May Heaven in unity link heart and hand , And smile on the host that no slavery stains : Then in praise of Columbia , & c . 14 LIBERTY HALL . OLD Homer ! -but what have 28 PATRIOTIC SONGS .
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William McCarty. 23 WAR . Written during captivity at Tripoli . WHEN the sweet smiling moon rolls her orb through the sky , And the white clouds are flying afar , I rove Through the grove , While no danger is nigh , And with pensiveness ...
William McCarty. 23 WAR . Written during captivity at Tripoli . WHEN the sweet smiling moon rolls her orb through the sky , And the white clouds are flying afar , I rove Through the grove , While no danger is nigh , And with pensiveness ...
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American arms band banner battle behold bless'd blessings blood boast bosom brave breast breath Britain Britons cause clime Columbia Columbia's sons country's crown'd dare dear death Death or Freedom deeds Derry dread e'er eagle fair fame fathers fear fight fire flame foes forever fought Fourth of July Freedom's Freeman's Journal freemen gain'd gallant glorious glory grave hail hand happy Hark heart Hearts of oak Heaven heroes honour huzza immortal Independence land laurels Liberty Liberty's nation native ne'er never o'er ocean patriot peace Pennsylvania Gazette PHILIP FRENEAU plain praise pride proud Rejoice rise round sacred shade shine shore sires skies slaves smile song sons of Freedom soul sound spirit star-spangled banner stars storm sung sweet sword tear tempest thee thine thou thunder toast toil triumph Twas tyrants unfurl'd valour victory virtue Washington wave
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Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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?
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...