by the
ARMY:
On General Washington's victorious entry into the Town of Boston.
I.
Sons of valour, taste the glories,
Of Celestial Liberty,
Sing a Triumph o'er the Tories
Let the pulse of joy beat high.
II.
Heaven this day hath foil'd the many
Fallacies of George their King,
Let the echo reach Britan'y,
Bid her mountain summits ring.
III.
See yon Navy swell the bosom,
Of the late enraged sea,
Where e'er they go we shall oppose them,
Sons of valour must be free.
IV.