William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
General Wayne1799H
Behold yon brave young men!
With British ensigns half-display’d,
The trophies of our Wayne.
Where ye did laurels gain;
Let every heart exult with joy,
And praise our gallant Wayne.
Each soldier darts amain—
And every youth with ardour burns
To emulate our Wayne.
Their shame for to sustain;
Whilst every heart, with freedom fraught,
Praises the humane Wayne.
Our cause and councils stain;
Since envy’s shafts no hold can take
Of Washington and Wayne.
They spread from shore to shore;
And Malice from her seat is hurl’d;
She falls—to rise no more.