Oppression has struggled in vain,

To the hell she has form’d Superstition removes,

And Tyranny bites his own chain.

In the records of Time a new era unfolds,

All nature exults in its birth;

His creation benign the Creator beholds,

And gives a new charter to earth.

Oh! catch the high import, ye winds, as ye blow;

Oh! hear it, ye waves, as ye roll,

From regions that feel the sun’s vertical glow,