And the reeling foe before us
Never more shall triumph o’er us,
For a brighter day is nigh.
HARK! YE FREEMEN.
BY REV. JAMES CRUIKSHANKS.
Tune—“Brace’s Address.”
Hark! ye freemen, hark the strain,
Echoing o’er Columbia’s plain;
Up, and strike with all your main,
Lay the tyrant low.