William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
Lawrences VictoryA
Their glory beams o’er ocean bright;
All welcome to their native shore,
Triumphant from the bloody fight.
Columbia’s sons shall ever be,
The guardians of true liberty.
Nor fear’d to meet the haughty foe;
His flag, the flag of liberty,
Flowed in the breeze and still shall flow.
Columbia’s sons, &c.
Fast moved along on airy wing,
The Hornet too, with naval grace,
Prepared to dart it’s keenest sting.
Columbia’s sons, &c.
Death reigned with haughty triumph there,
The thundering broadsides faster flew,
Whistling along the floating air.
Columbia’s sons, &c.
Fast sinks to ocean’s coral bed;
Down, down she goes; there let her rest,
And peace attend her sleeping dead.
Columbia’s sons, &c.
In dazzling tints, this deed shall shine;
And there, brave Lawrence, shall thy name
Live in an everlasting shrine,
Columbia’s sons, &c.