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William McCarty, comp.  The American National Song Book.  1842.
Columbia Relieved
Tune—“The Death of General Wolfe”

TO a mouldering cavern, the mansion of wo,
  Columbia did often repair;
She tore the fresh laurel that bloom’d on her brow,
  And threw it aside in despair.
She wept for the fate of her sons that were slain,        5
  When the flames of fierce battle were spread;
When discord and carnage, relaxing the rein,
  Rode smiling o’er mountains of dead.
As thus the bright goddess revolved in her breast
  The wrongs which her country had borne,        10
A form more than human the genius address’d:
  “Ah! cease, fair Columbia, to mourn.
Now lift up thine eyes, and thy records behold,
  Inscribed in the archives of Fame:
The FOURTH OF JULY, in rich letters of gold,        15
  Foretells the renown of thy name.
From the caverns of darkness thy day-spring shall dawn.
  Ye kings and ye tyrants, beware;
Your names shall decay like the vapours of morn,
  Or vanish in phantoms of air:        20
The temple, O Freedom, with grandeur shall rise,
  Unshaken by Tyranny’s blast;
Its basis the earth, and its summit the skies,
  And firm as creation shall last.”
      Then rouse, fair Columbia! to glory aspire;        25
        All nature with transport shall gaze:
      E’en now the dark shadows of discord retire,
        And Europe is lost in thy blaze.

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