FREEMEN! leave each lovely charmer! | |
Round our sacred standard join; | |
Haste and buckle on your armour | |
Form the Pennsylvania Line! | |
Pennsylvania, famed in story, | 5 |
Of our federal arch the key, | |
Calls her sons to fields of glory, | |
There to die, or still live free. | |
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Arts of peace must now knock under | |
Martial ardour bears the sway | 10 |
Hark! Bellona calls in thunder | |
To the battle march away! Pennsylvania, &c. | |
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Haughty Britain long assailed us, | |
Reckoning on our passive mood; | |
But at length our patience faild us, | 15 |
Fired is now our Yankee blood! Pennsylvania, &c. | |
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Britain and her saucy minions, | |
Freemens wrath shall quickly know; | |
Freedoms bird on sweeping pinions | |
Hurls her vengeance on the foe! Pennsylvania, &c. | 20 |
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Shade of Wayne! from blissful regions, | |
Dart a glance of thy keen eye | |
View thy native states brave legions | |
March to conquer or to die! Pennsylvania, &c. | |
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Shade of Wayne! thy matchless spirit, | 25 |
Animates us to be free: | |
Tars and soldiers all inherit | |
Thy undaunted bravery. Pennsylvania, &c. | |
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See our naval standard flaring | |
Proudly oer the mountain wave; | 30 |
Graced by Biddle, cool and daring, | |
And Decatur, nobly brave! Pennsylvania, &c. | |
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View again our war-clad freemen, | |
Marshalld on the tented plains; | |
Prompt to aid our gallant seamen, | 35 |
Break their captive brethrens chains. Pennsylvania, &c. | |
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Freedoms cause we fondly cherish, | |
Well neer fill ignoble graves: | |
We will triumph, or well perish, | |
For Colombians cant be slaves! Pennsylvania, &c. | 40 |
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Haste then, comrades, leave each charmer! | |
Round our sacred standard join; | |
Haste! and buckle on your armour, | |
Form the Pennsylvania Line! Pennsylvania, &c. | |
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