William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
Patriotic Song: When Freedom midst the battle-stormRobert Stevenson Coffin (17971827)
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Her weary head reclined;
When round her fair majestic form,
Oppression fain had twined;
Amidst the din, beneath the cloud
Great Washington appear’d:
His daring hand roll’d back the shroud,
And thus the sufferer cheer’d:
With giant strength arise;
Stretch, stretch thy pinions, Liberty,
Thy flag plant in the skies!
Clothe, clothe thyself in glory’s robe,
Let stars thy banners gem;
Rule, rule the sea—possess the globe—
Wear victory’s diadem;
Another orb gives light;
Another sun illumes the morn,
Another star the night;
Be just, be brave!—and let thy name
Henceforth Columbia be;
Wear, wear the oaken wreath of fame,
The wreath of Liberty!
Forth to her banner flew;
And morn, the pencil dipp’d in light,
Her blushes on it drew.
Columbia’s chieftain seized the prize,
(All gloriously unfurl’d,)
Flew with it to the native skies,
And waved it o’er the world!