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William McCarty, comp.  The American National Song Book.  1842.
Hark! Hark!—1812
HARK! hark! sweet lass, the trumpet sounds,
  ’Tis honour calls to war.
Now, love, I leave, perhaps for wounds,
  And beauty for a scar.
But, ah! suppress those rising sighs;        5
  Ah! check that falling tear:
Lest soft distress, from lovely eyes,
  Create a new-born fear.
My life to Fame devoted was,
  Before my fair I knew,        10
And if I now desert her cause,
  Shall I be worthy you?
It is not Fame alone invites,
  Though Fame this bosom warms;
My country’s violated rights        15
  Impel my soul to arms.

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