Where sparkling gush our fountains, Soars freedom's tameless bird. This happy land, with blessings rife, Our fathers earned in holy strife; Then from our vales and mountains, Let freedom's shout be heard ' From o'er the rolling waters, Our fathers, bold and free, Sought, for their sons and daughters, A home of liberty. Behold that home around us bloom; 'Tis fill'd with flow'rs and sweet perfume. New-England's sons and daughters, Rejoice in liberty! 3 Forget not, then, the story, But emulate the glory Of those who crossed the sea. The light of truth shall ever shine, And ne'er New-England shall decline, But be, 'till earth is hoary, The home of liberty. Save me from speeches he es-capes you, 1. Short speech suf-fi- ces Deep tho't to show, When you, with wisdom, Say yes, or no. 2. Time nev-er lingers, Moves never slow, While he per-mits it, Say yes,or no. If 3 Deep may the import, Though joy in other climes be found, The peace, the hope, the pride I own 2 Though other fields may be as green, And other faces fair are seen, And hearts be found as true,— Yes, though 'tis ruled by mildest rule, Or swayed by lawless hand, With joy, with pride, what e'er betide, "'ll love my native land. |