William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
On Gen. Washingtons Accepting the Command of the Army in 1798Brasseya Allen (17621831)
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Does the foe our arms defy?
We, their threats, unmoved shall hear;
Thy sons, Columbia, cannot fear.
Doubtful of her son’s return;
Fortune, all around the brave,
Shall a helm impervious weave.
Washington, the good and wise:
“Arm!—to arms!”—our country calls;
Sounds through Vernon’s ample halls.
Thy laurel’d honours shall increase;
With superior just renown,
Through long ages handed down.
And the muses round thee sing;
While a grateful nation’s love
All thy labours shall approve.