Lynchburg Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1829-185?, 1829-03-16

10 now 1.-THE MORE of Liberty arose)
The earth awakens from her derp r'pose
Behold the Nations. turning to survey
The newborn world, where beams the happy
day
lhrn object L'be'ty-the star THEN guide
They mount the surge, and ride the unknown
tide
For 10 Columbas Cpd her virgin breast,
And woo's the Nations to a pl &c ofrrst
"
Here III the wilds of Natures sweet retreats,
Our Ia hers tasted freedoms native sweets
Rrr' d zap their children in the holy CAUSE
| laught them them u spurn the lyrant aud his
ere grew an Eden in the genial beams,
Refresh d and wa,or'd with fair virtues
streams
Aud Peace lonk'd forth, re,oc'd at Freedom 3
Birth
Aud smiled like Beauty on the blooming earlh
v
But, ser the morn by gloomy clouds o'crcas,.
storm OF wrath is gathering in the East
Where proud oppression at her impinu. CANE.
Has sworn our Fathers TO ensIaVe again.
Already sounds the clarion blast Of war
DespotS are gazing on the scene from Tar,
Lengucd, IA their hellish purpose, To Arrest
The growing COURSE OF Freedom IN the West.
VI.
The storm is h0yring with lis angry store
OF fleming wrath, 10 de.olare our .ore;
Behold Columbia bleeds al every VEIN
She hears the clauking al the tyrant's chain
Soon must our Fathers weep in hondage-
| Must Freedom yield her last, her only boon
| soon must the star that led them DER the
flood,
Go down IN gloom and set in saas of blood.
VII
But bark tempest rushe. through the heav'n,
The mountains iremDle and the rock 5 are riy.
Ell
Has terp vengeance pols'd his flaming dart
10 STRIKE The friend OF Freedom TO the hearth
No 'ii9 Your Washia glon descends IN wrath
Behold e leads your patriot Fathers forth.
High rrans his forni--he waves his sword aud
ere,
% 10 arms . 10 arms Columbia sons arise"
VIII.
His Inject freed IN victory in his eye
The blade of vengeance gliuering on his thigh.
lie lea is thu Vsn-they ioow ia his tack
Rush on the foe, and drive invasion back
The victory ; Won-hiS sword refulgeni shonc
lluid TIL proud monarch from his haughiy
throne
10 IN thu dns the tyrant PROSTATE lain
Had Fra men hail yoar country'5 Tree a.
gam.
Ye sons and daughters OF Columbia
Welcome, With Joy, this glorious, happy day ::
BE- glad, W Nation, aud rcjoice. Q earth
Aud hail he day, thai gave you champion birth
Fathers and Mothers praise in hols SONGS
The dav that has avenged your chIIdrrnS
wrongs
Brothers aud Sisters never, never cease,
10 bless the day, thai gave their gray haj,-
peace.
Hal, sacred Liberty long was thy ark
Tass'd on The pillows OF an ocean dark
Thv dove long soar'd TO find place Of rest.
Til an Arrarat brighienein The West
Here on Columbia's shores in calm repose,
Thy vessel rested tiii the tempest lose
When INV tom wreck, the nIglny Washington
HPpaired anew, with time ltseii 10 run.
XII
Immortal Hero Ii, 10 lhee owe
A rescued country, aud a conquer d foe
Thou ,natch'dsI oar Freedom from the lcugued
bands,
And gav'st II perfect 10 our grateful hands.
Immortal Fat her II NJ thou that tore
Thy breast TO heal the wounds thy children
boiF;
Twas fbon hat based our Freedom temple
fast,
10 screen thy offspring from expressions blast.
XII.
There sprung, immortal patriot from the
birth
fonnt. whose streams are watering all the
earth
Bearing thy spirit on their waves. sublime,
o ey'ry land--through every ranging cline.
o, may their waters never cease tn glide
But circling earlh-grow strong-spread far
and wide;
TIL tyranny $ dark foods are heard no more,
Aud Freedoms streams refreshen every shore
Look back, and time has rolled few years a
round,
Since hi, iar realm was waste from bound to
bound
barren was,e-where monster Tigers howl'd-
Der whose dark wldshe savage Indian prowl'd.
Eui view il now her shores with cities
,hrcng:
Ier evrv mount and stream are kno wn'in song
Soon will her rising glories reach the sky,
And rurope sunh-benealh her splendor lie.
XIV.
Columbia the strangers sacred home:--
The weeping Exile's holy asylum -
The Bieot's martyrs-Tyranis victims here
Nav find refuge, aud friendly tear
Though no proud palace rears its naughty
mien,
Nor pageantry of splendor here is seen,
Ye, 10 The humble cottage, turn your eyes,
There. all the grandeur Of Columbia lies
XIV.
Thrice happy land where Freedoms sweets are
shed
An lnsiou TO the noble Pelican, that tesrs her breas,
heal with hsr blood the poisonous WOUNDS her young
)huyc received