William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
The Sweets of LibertyH
Obeys kind nature’s equal laws!
Who fears no power by might maintain’d,
And boldly vindicates his country’s cause.
Firmly prepared for any chance:
None tremble at her frowns but slaves,
Whose dastard fears their abject hopes enhance.
Of distant Greenland’s icy coast,
Or, scorch’d beneath the line, he glows,
By adverse deities unkindly toss’d.
From clime to clime can freely roam:
He goes where choice or fortune lead,
Freedom his guide, and all the world his home.
In freedom’s cause prepared to bleed;
And, soldier-like, defies all cares
But such as bounteous Heaven hath long decreed.
To stoop to lawless power disdains;
No threats his principles control;
He e’en enjoys his liberty in chains.
But justice, feeds the hero’s fire:
Th’ emblazon’d joys of public life
May please his fancy—not his breast inspire.
Whose smiles confer a deathless name:
Thy glorious cause nerves every hand,
To pluck the laurel from the brow of Fame.