William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
IndependenceTune—“Rural Felicity”
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What tongue but gives utterance to accents of joy,
What bosom but swells with the proudest emotion,
At this happy era, the Fourth of July!
Then haste at our call
To Liberty Hall,
With brows free from wrinkles and minds void of care,
Come, taste what mirth and festivity
Citizen-soldiers together can share.
Let villains and fools hail with senseless acclaim,
The day which we greet gave the globe a new nation,
And raised a whole empire to freedom and fame.
Jackals and jackasses
May empty their glasses,
To honour their image on some tottering throne;
But freemen will toast
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And own for their king their Creator alone.