William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
The Fourth of JulyTune—“Anacreon in Heaven”
I
Sees millions who bow at her shrine with devotion,
Where veteran patriots, in laurell’d repose,
Regret to see arrogance crimson the ocean;
Where order pervades
The mountains and glades,
Where Columbia reclines in her own native shades,
Hark! millions of freemen with joy hail the day
Which rescued their country from tyranny’s sway!
With electrical speed, through the regions of space,
Till the people of Europe catch fire at the sound,
And diffuse the same joy to the whole human race!
In Liberty’s name
Man’s rights to proclaim,
See Gallia, majestic, stand foremost in fame,
While hosts of her heroes with joy hail the day
That rescued a world from proud Tyranny’s sway.
And cordial philanthropy heightens the chorus;
While magical fancy o’erleaps the proud main,
And places our friends and our country before us!
With hearts full of glee,
Our wish still shall be,
May our states ever flourish, united and free!
And new millions of freemen with joy hail the day
Which rescued our country from tyranny’s sway!