Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heaven rescued
Praise the power that hath made and preserv'd us a nation.
Then conquer we must, for our cause it is just,
And this be our motto, "In God is our turst;
And the star spangled banner in triumph shall wave,
O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave.
Hail Columbia.
Hail Columbia, happy land,
Hail ye patriots, heaven-born band,
Who independence first proclaim'd,
Who independence first proclaim'd.
Immortal be that glorious day,
When first we cast our chains away.
Let independence be our toast,
Ever mindful what it cost,
Ever grateful for the prize,
Let its altars reach the skies.
Firm united let us be,
Rallying round our liberty;
As a band of brothers join'd,
Peace and safety we shall find.
All party toasts we here disclaim,
Which, joined with wine, the soul inflame;
And prove the source of civil broils,
And prove the source of civil broils.
Let us this day that made us free,
Devote to sacred harmony.
So rapidly our states increase,
Cherish'd by freedom, nurs'd in peace,
If bumpers to each state we take,
Uproar might all our country shake.
Firm united, &c.
Yet one to him, we'll grateful give,
Who in our hearts must ever live;
Whose glorious name inscribes above,
Whose glorious name inscribes above.
Who such a noble race has run ?
Who so rever'd as WASHINGTON?
Then, let us independence boast,
Ne'er forgetting what it cost,
Ever grateful for the prize,
Let its altars reach the skies.
Firm united, &c.
Let us despise all party zeal,
Let us but one attachment feel:
Our country's love alone prevail,
Our country's love alone prevail.
Discord avaunt! we scorn your arts;
No jealous doubts disturb our hearts.
For kings and queens while Europe fights,
Friendship and peace be our delight.
The nation's voice is in our laws,
The nation's will is freedom's cause.
Firm united, &c.
Comin' thro' the Rye.
If a body meet a body, comin' thro' the rye,
If a body kiss a body, need a body cry;
Ev'ry lassie has her laddie, none they say ha'e I,
Yet a' the lads they smile at me, when comin tho'
If a body meet a body, comin' fra' the town,
If a body greet a body, need a body frown;
Ev'ry lassie has her, &c.
Among the train there is a swain, I dearly lo'e mysel',
But what's his name, or where's his hame, I dinna
choose to tell.
Ev'ry lassie has her, &c.
Tho' early misfortunes my lot has attended,
And sorrow has claimed me her favorite child,
Yet the woes of another I still have befriended,
"Twas then for a moment my woes were beguiled; For each tear that was chang'd to a smile by my aid, Gave joy to my heart tho' a poor orphan maid.
When in childhood's past day I saw destiny frowning,
While hope would forsake as each prospect drew nigh,
I caught at each leaf like the wretch who is drowning, Yet others I saved not so friendless as I;
And each tear that was changed to a smile by my
Gave joy to my heart, tho' a poor orphan maid.
From experience like mine you this lesson may bor
Ne'er sink unresisting the victim of grief,
But soothe a friend's care, 'tis the best balm for sor
And comforting others you'll meet with relief; Thus each tear that was changed to a smile by my aid, Cheer'd my heart tho' a little poor orphan maid.
Bright Hours in Store.
Why should we, the days of our boyhood bewailing, Neglect all the pleasures that lie in our way?
These sad recollections are sure unavailing,
The present then let us enjoy while we may; Ne'er regretting the past, no, nor fearing to-morrow, We'll merrily meet ev'ry care to forget;
Then join the gay chorus, and, banishing sorrow, Believe that bright hours are in store for us yet.
But sudden misfortune may sometimes confound us,
And musing on days that are gone force a tear;
Ah! then the lov'd playmates of youth were around us:
To cheer us in sorrow they still may be near,
While each holiday pastime in fancy pursuing;
Oh! then in their smile ev'ry care we'll forget,
And join the gay chorus, the pleasure renewing,
Of light frolic days when in childhood we met.
The joys of our youth should be laid up as treasures,
Which mem'ry may often recall to our view;
And each happy hour which is now wing'd with
pleasures,
We'll one day delighted in fancy renew.
Thus enjoyment from days that are gone we may borrow,
Though soften'd it be by a shade of regret;
Then join the gay chorus, and banishing sorrow, Believe that bright hours are in store for us yet.
Ah why did I gather.
Ah! why did I gather this delicate flower,
Why pluck the young bud from the tree?
"Twould there have bloom'd lovely for many an hour,
And how soon will it perish with me!
Already its beautiful texture decays,
Already it fades on my sight;
"Tis thus that chill rancor too often o'erpowers
The moments of transient delight.
When eagerly pressing enjoyment too near,
Its blossoms we gather in haste;
How oft thus we mourn with a penitent tear,
O'er the joys which we lavish'd in waste:
This elegant flower, had I left it at rest,
Might still have delighted my eyes;
But pluck'd prematurely, and placed in my breast,
It languishes, withers, and dies.
Ae fond Kiss.
By BURNS.
Ae fond kiss, and then we sever;
Ae farewell, alas! forever!
Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,
Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.
Who shall say that fortune grieves him
While the star of hope she leaves him?
Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ;-
Dark despair around benights me.
I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy,
Naething could resist my Nancy :
But to see her, was to love her;
Love but her, and love forever.
Had we never loved sae kindly,
Had we never loved sae blindly,
Never met-or never parted,
We had ne'er been broken hearted!
Fare thee well, thou first and fairest !
Fare thee well, thou best and dearest !
Thine be ilka joy and treasure,
Peace, enjoyment, love, and pleasure!
Ae fond kiss, and then we sever;
Ae farewell, alas! forever!
Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,
Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.
A Linnet sat lone in a Bush.
As sung by MADAME VESTRIS.
A linnet sat lone in a bush
An unmarried linnet was she;
To woo her there came a young thrush-
A bachelor thrush too was he.
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