We “Sons of Liberty.”[30]
Then, when the morn was breaking,[31]
On every hill and plain,
In all the towns, we toll’d the bells,[31]
That all began with doleful knells,
As though for Freedom slain.
Anon, they rang out madly[31]
What might have peal’d to be
The land’s alarm-bell—only now
They peal’d to hail the new-born vow