English poem
A New Song
by Thomas Spence (1832–1900)
God save—"THE RIGHTS OF MAN!" Give him a heart to scan Blessings so dear! Let them be spread around, Wherever Man is found, And with the welcome sound, Ravish his ear!
See from the Universe, Darkness and Clouds disperse; Mankind awake! Reason and Truth appear, Freedom advances near, Monarchs with terror hear, See how they quake!
Sore have we felt the stroke; Long have bore the yoke, Sluggish and tame; But now the Lion roars, And a loud note he pours; Spreading to distant shores, LIBERTY'S flame!
Let us with FRANCE agree, And bid THE WORLD BE FREE— Leading the way. Let Tyrants all conspire, Fearless of sword and fire, FREEDOM shall ne'er retire, FREEDOM shall sway!
Godlike, and great the strife, Life will indeed be life, Should we prevail, Death, in so just a cause, Crowns us with loud applause, And from Tyrannic laws, Bids us—ALL HAIL!
O'er the Germanic powers, Big indignation lowers, Ready to fall! Let the rude savage host, In their long numbers boast, FREEDOM'S almighty trust, Laughs at them all.
FAME! Let thy Trumpet sound! Tell all the World around! Tell each degree! Tell Ribbands, Crowns, and Stars, Kings, Traitors, Troops, and Wars, Plans, Councils, Plots, and Jars, FRENCHMEN are FREE!
More by Thomas Spence
- A Lesson for Tyrants
- A NEW SONG, IN PRAISE OF Our Noble King and Happy Constitution
- An Epistle from a Swiss Officer, to his Friend at Rome
- An Old British Song, When the Romans Ruled the Land
- Better to trust a whole People with the power of doing Wrong, than one only
- EDMUND BURKE's Address to the Swinish Multitude
- English Injustice to the French
- Family Distress