The beauty of a government of so divine a mould?
While booming cannon shook the shore for many a dreary day,
Columbia stood majestic 'mid the ardor of the fray;
And in the act which swept aside the royalty of birth
Beheld a matchless kingdom, and the emperor was Worth.
No more could Monarchy pretend to plant an iron heel
Upon a weary people or the last forlorn appeal;
And when Britannia rashly strove to break the spell defeat,
She only made the footing of the Union more complete.
For, by Mount Vernon's sacred shade, on Erie's broad expanse,