The Echo, Song XV

When Britain with despotic sway, Would at her feet our freedom lay, Would at, &c. We rais'd the Standard—to arms, to arms, we cry'd, Our patriots fought—they bled, they di'd. Independent Columbians, they would be, Resolv'd to perish, or be free.

Great WASHINGTON did then command; He led the bold heroic band, He led, &c. They fought and conquer'd—Columbia's Sons were free, Resolv'd on death or liberty. Independent Columbians they would be, Resolv'd to perish, or be free.

When France her struggle first began For liberty, the rights of man, For liberty, &c. Glowing with ardor—with ardor in her cause, We scorn'd that Kings should give her laws. Independent—may Gallia still be free, They fought at first for liberty.

But France, you now forget your friend, Our amity is at an end, Our amity, &c. You rob our commerce, insultus on our coast, Divide and conquer, is your boast. Know proud Frenchmen, united we will be, Resolv'd to perish or be free.

Shall we to France a tribute pay, Or at her feet our freedom lay, Or at, &c. Forbid it Heav'n Columbia's freemen cry, We will be free or nobly die. Know proud Frenchmen, united we will be, Resolv'd on death or liberty.

United then with heart and hand, Our constitution firm shall stand, Our constitution, &c. Then raise the standard, let this your motto be; Our father's fought, and so will we. Hail Columbians, united we will be, Like them we'll conquer and be free.