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William McCarty, comp.  The American National Song Book.  1842.
A Free People
Tune—“Humours of Glen”

THOUGH Britain may boast of her profligate regent,
  Her crazy old king and his pageantry grand;
Her old Tory friends, to her mandates obedient,
  In acting as foes to their own native land;
Yet as Whigs their own country will still think the most of,        5
  In praising Columbia, sure I’m not wrong;
Columbia, containing what Europe can’t boast of—
  I mean A FREE PEOPLE—the theme of my song.
Ye sycophant throng about honours who gabble,
  Your lords, and your dukes, and your bishops profane,        10
Are fed and upheld by a blind, stupid rabble,
  At once of our nature the curse and the stain:
But for us, truly bless’d with republican spirit,
  We drive all such vermin to where they belong;
The passports to honour are virtue and merit,        15
  Among A FREE PEOPLE—the theme of my song.
’Tis Freedom and Justice Columbians cherish:
  Our rights as a nation are what we demand;
And sooner will Whigs like Leonidas perish,
  Than live to take insults at Tyranny’s hand;        20
And in Europe not only, but all the world over,
  Shall Fame spread the tidings with emphasis strong,
That tyrants in vain have used every endeavour
  To enslave A FREE PEOPLE—the theme of my song.
Then let not Columbians, the contest before us,        25
  Contemplate with doubts or base fears of the end;
For the God of our fathers will surely watch o’er us;
  The offspring of patriots he’ll surely defend;
And let not proud Britain the idea cherish,
  That our fathers are gone, and they’ll ravage our shore;        30
Our fathers left sons who will gloriously perish,
  Or conquer the foe, as their sires did before.

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