Samuel Kettell, ed. Specimens of American Poetry. 1829.
By Rise ColumbiaEdwin C. Holland (17941824)
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That crush’d the pomp of Freedom’s foes,
The harps of heaven responsive rung,
As thus the choral numbers rose,—
Rise Columbia! brave and free!
Thy thunder when in battle hurl’d,
Shall rule the billows of the sea,
And bid defiance to the world.
Thy hardy tars in battle brave,
Shall plume thy wings and keep thee free
As is the motion of thy wave.
Rise Columbia, &c.
Shall rain destruction on thy foes,
Yet light the brave of every clime,
To kindred friendship and repose.
Rise Columbia, &c.
Around thy flag shall idly sweep:
Proof to the tempest’s fiercest shock,
Its stripes shall awe the vassal deep.
Rise Columbia, &c.
Thy eagle shall supremely rise,
Lead thee to victory in fight,
And bear thy glory to the skies.
Rise Columbia, &c.