A New Song, on the Fourth of July

Independence! how bright are the blessings you give! They teach hapless mortals in comfort to live: Remote from ambition and folly's career, No monarch we flatter, no nation we fear.

The gun, drum, and trumpet have yielded to peace, And our soil every year boasts plenteous increase; Gay commerce securely now hoists the bold sail, And, by Liberty blest, can Americans fail?

Her efforts now industry fully displays; And on our exertions proud foreigners gaze. Then let all degrees reap th' expected reward, Independence we gain'd—Independence we'll guard.

On the Fourth of July the blest guardian appear'd, Which patriot bosoms with confidence cheer'd. Your glasses then fill, ye who liberty favour, And this be your toast—"Independence forever."

Now Monarchy droops—Aristocracy too; And all with content may their labours pursue: Over us the bright star of blest Freedom arose, Which enlightens our friends, and shall bless e'en our soes.