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William McCarty, comp.  The American National Song Book.  1842.
An American Song: ‘O’er fair Columbia’s awful brow’
Tune—“King William’s March”

O’ER fair Columbia’s awful brow,
  Dark clouds revolving rose,
Till Truth’s bright rays dispell’d the gloom,
  And recognised her foes.
In Freedom’s temple, anarchy        5
  Had lurk’d, delusive sprite,
But patriotism rent the veil,
  And dragg’d him into light.
Before the fathers of the land,
  In solemn state convened,        10
The impious fiend was found to stand,
  His many faults unscreen’d.
They bid the miscreant begone
  Where night and chaos reign,
Placed Concord on Columbia’s throne,        15
  There ever to remain.
Who dare divide us?—spurn the thought:
  No diplomatic skill
With golden bribe shall e’er divide
  Our government and will.        20
The wondering world, in mute surprise,
  See Peace and Honour sway:
United, firm, sublime we’ll rise
  Where Honour points the way.
Sustain’d by Freedom’s fostering hand        25
  The rising arts shall shine,
And Science, with her flowery wreaths,
  Each youthful brow entwine.
Gay Commerce, with her sails unfurl’d
  Our brilliant flag displays,        30
Our stars shall glitter through the world
  And light it with their rays.
Thy copious bowl bring, Plenty, bring,
  For joy thy sons shall crown:
While we, in chorus, drink and sing        35
  Adams and Washington.

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