| James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902. | | | | June 8 | | To Andrew Jackson | | By George H. Boker (1823–1890) |
| | (Died June 8, 1845)
OLD lion the Hermitage, again | |
| The times invoke thee, but thou art not here; | |
| Cannot our peril call thee from thy bier? | |
| France vapors, and the puny arm of Spain | |
| Is up to strike us; England gives them cheer, | 5 |
| False to the child that in her hour of fear | |
| Must be her bulwark and her succor, fain | |
| To prop the strength which even now doth wane. | |
| Nor these alone; intestine broils delight | |
| The gaping monarchs, and our liberal shore | 10 |
| Is rife with traitors. Now, while both unite— | |
| Europe and treason—I would see once more | |
| Thy dreadful courage lash itself to might, | |
| Behold thee shake thy mane, and hear thy roar. | | | | |
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