Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1862-07-04

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ADAMS AND LIBERrY.-This famous
| song was written in 1898, at the request of
the Massachusetts Charitable Fire Soci.
ety." by Thomas Paine, second son of Rob-
ert Treat Paine, the celebrated signer of the
Declaration Of Independence. Thomas
Paine was born at Taunton, Mass, Dec. o,
1873. In 1901, he applied to the Massa-
chusetts Legislature to have his name al
tered from Thomas Paine to that of his ia
ther, Robert Treat Paine, Jr., and his re-
quest was granted. He made the applica-
tion on the ground that he had no Chris
ttan name" being, at that time, only known
by the iafdel one of Tom Paine. His
Adams and Liberty" was one of the most
popular songs Of the early revolutionary
times, and its sale yielded him a profit of
more than seven hundred and fifty dollars.
He wrote other poems and songs, and was
contributor TO the Massachusetts, Maga-
zine. Afterwards he became connected
with the Theatre as master of ceremonies"
and as writer Of prologues. He married an
actress, studied law, and became successful
in pratice; but returning to the Theatre,
he lost his property, and finally died very
poor, on the 18th of November, 1911, leav-
ing daughter and two sons destitute; but
they were provided a home in the house Of
Mr.. Paine's father. His earliest ode Of note
was " Rise Columbia" written in 1894.
There was tune much used for military
purposes, as march, called Adams and
Liberty but the music to which Mr.. Paine
adapted the words of his song, and which
has been universally used is an old English
one and in Moores Melodies appears as
(" Anacreon in Heaven better known in
this country as tie "Star SpangIed Ban
ner.D
Ye Of Columbia who bravely have fought
For rights which unstained from your
scended
May you long the blessings your valor has bought
your reap the soil which your fathers defended
Mid the reign Of mild peace,
May your nation increase,
With the glory of Rome, and the wisdom of Greece
Aud ne'er shall the Of Columbia be slaves,
While the earth bears plant the rolls Its
In cline rich Wales feed the the world
Whose shores mistaken by Europe's commotion,
The trident of commerce should never be hurl'd,
To increase the legitimate powers of the ocean;
But should pirates invade,
Though In thunder array'd,
Let your declare the free charter Of trade:
For meier shall the sons &c.
The fame of our arms, of our laws the mild sway,
Had justly enDobled nation in story,
Till the dark cloud of faction young day.
And enveloped the of American gor,
But let traitors be told,
Who their country have sold,
And bartered their God for his image in gold,
That meier will the sons, &c.
While France her huge limbs bathes recumbent in blood
And soeety's base threats with wide desoation
May peace like dove, who, returned from the flood,
Find an ark OF abode in mild constitutions
But though peace Is our aim,
Yet the boon dsclaim,
If bought by sovereignty, justice or fanse,
For ne'er shall the sons, SC.
'Tis the fire Of the fin. each American warns
Let Romes naughty vicsors beware of collision;
Let them bring all the yassss of Europe in arms,
We're world by ourselves and dislsin provision
While with patriot pride
To laws we're allied,
No foe can subdue US no faction dyides
For ne 'er shah the sons, sc.
Our mountains are crowned with imperial oak,
Whose roots like liberties, ages have nourished;
Bot long ere nation submits 70 the yoke,
Not tree shall feld where it fiourshed.
Should invasion impend
Every grove would descend
From the hil-tops they shaded, shores to defend;
For meier shah the sons, Sc
Let our patriots destroy Anarch's pestilent worm,
hbertys growth should be checked by corroson
Then let clouds thcken round heed not the storm
Our realm fears no shock but the earth exploson
Foes sssail US vain
Though their fleets bridge the main,
For our affairs and laws with lives wen maintain,
For ne'er shall the sons, &c.
Should the tempest of oycrshadow orr hnd,
Its bolts could ne er rend Freedoms temple asunder
FOR unmoved its portal, would Washington stand,
And repuse with breast assaults of the thunder!
Ills sword frcm the sleep
OF its scabbard would leap,
And conduct with s point, every fash to the deep,
For neicr shall the sons, sc.
Let fame to the world sound Americas voice:
No intrgues her from their government
Her pride ststesmenther laws and her choice,
Shall flourish ill Liberty slumbers forever.
Then unite hesrt and hand,
Like Leenidas' band,
And to the God Of the ocean and land,
That ne 'sr shall the sons of Columbia be slaves,
whe the earth bears plant, the rolls its
MOORE.
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