William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
Independencean Ode1816William Ray (17711827)
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Since, on this memorable day,
Was Independence born:
The child of Heaven—of Earth the joy,
Whom no base Herod could destroy,
Though feeble and forlorn.
A giant Colossus it stands;
A statue like those which were worshipp’d of old,
When gods were the work of men’s hands:
A statue, though spirit and life it contains—
Breathes, speaks in a language well known,
“From all other nations, to you it belongs
To cherish my blessings—alone;
Man’s equal rights to share;
And be those rights, or die or live,
Your ever-constant care.”
Have purchased the prize,
Their blood hath cemented,
Their genius invented—
With offerings sweet-scented,
The fane where it lies.
Is the temple—on its walls
Sculptured are those deeds in story,
Which renown immortal calls.
To bind our nation, with a tenfold chain—
With all the powers of Europe on her side,
To her indebted, and with her allied,
While native savages—internal foes,
With Murder, Treason, and Rebellion rose—
Thy name, O, Independence! like a charm,
Call’d from black heavens the meteor of alarm,
Which shot like lightning through each dauntless soul?
And broke, like thunder, with tremendous roll!
The bolts of Vengeance on our foes were hurl’d,
And Peace and Independence bless’d the world!
And such the wonders of thy fame;
Long may thy offspring calmly rest
Securely on Columbia’s breast;
That breast which glows with noble pride,
To no legitimates allied,
Save God and Nature—these it owns,
Above all potentates and thrones;
From these the people, every hour,
Derive and exercise their power;
To these amenable for all—
Masters in whom they stand or fall.
With such immortal powers allied,
With God and Nature on our side,
The glorious era let us hail,
Which gave to man, so weak, so frail,
A boon so precious from the sky,
As Independence—Fourth July.
To have, for their rulers, the men of their choice—
The King of all kings, but no other obey,
And bless’d Independence the universe sway.