ANOTHER SONG, FOR 4th JULY

Hail, INDEPENDENCE, happy morn, We greet thy glad'ning ray; Let every heart and hand be one, Let carols crown the day.

While stocks shall graze the tender grass, Or zephyrs wave the corn; While shepherds love the charming lass, We'll bail thy glad return.

No more let faction's hydra form Infest thy joyful light; Let sederal sire each bosom warm, And ev'ry heart unite.

Ye democratic wights, forbear, Renounce your factious arts; Let wisdom be our polar star, And rectify your hearts.

Then shall ye taste those social joys, Which fed'ral laws impart; Each breast shall glow in virtue's cause, And raptures fill each heart.

Let hateful TRAITORS shun thy boams, And hide in endless night; Let ghosts and goblins haunt their dreams, Till they shall love thy light.

Hail INDEPENDENCE, happy morn, We greet thy glad'ning ray; Let ev'ry heart and hand be one, Let carols crown the day.

While flocks shall graze the tender grass, Or zephyrs wave the corn; While shepherds love the charming lass, We'll hail thy glad return.