Liberty Tree

In a chariot of light, from the regions of day, The Goddess of Liberty came, Ten thousand celestials directed her way, And hither conducted the dame: The fair budding branch from the gardens above, Where millions with millions agree, She brought in her hand, as a pledge of her love, And the plant she nam'd Liberty Tree.

The celelestial exotic sunk deep in the ground, Like a native he flourish'd and bore, The fame of its fruit drew the nations around For to seek out this peaceable shore. Unmindful of name or distinction they came, Like freemen and brothers agree, With one spirit endu'd they one friendship pursu'd, And their temple was Liberty Tree.

Beneath this fair branch, like the patriots of old, Our bread in contentment we eat, Unperplex'd with thots of silver or gold, The cares of the wealthy or great. With timber and tar we old England supply'd, Supported her pow'r on the sea; Her battles we fought without gaining a groat, For the safety of Liberty Tree.

But list, O ye swains! tis a tale most profane, That all these tyranical pow'rs, Kings, Commons, and Lords, all unite in a name, To cut down this garden of ours. From the east to the west blow the trumpet to arms, Thro the land let the sound of it flee, Let the far and the near all unite in god cheer, In defence of our Liberty Tree.