Heroic sons of injured sires,
Whose bosoms burn with patriot fires;
Whose souls abhor the tyrant lord,
In freedom’s cause still wield the sword,
Nor sheath it while a rebel foe
Assails the land to which you owe
All gratitude for blessings given;
Then “register” a vow in Heaven,
That you shall neither pause nor rest,
Nor pleasure culture in your breast,