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William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.

American Victories

HARK! again the cannon’s roar

Floats along Columbia’s shore,

Peals on peals, redoubling, roll,

Whilst glory fires each patriot soul.

Some dreadful contest shakes the main—

Hark, the thunder breaks again!

And now amid the ocean’s glow,

“She strikes! she strikes!” Columbia’s foe.

Britannia weep! thy laurels view

Fast fading, twin’d with mournful yew,

Columbia’s little naval band

Will wrest the trident from thy hand.

See boastful Dacres, humbled, yield

To modest Hull the azure field;

To Yankee skill resign the wave

That rises o’er the Guerriere’s grave.

And see, beneath the southern sky,

Columbia’s flag triumphant fly!

Intrepid Jones with ardour burns,

And vengeful on the Frolic turns.

Superior force the Briton claims,

But dauntless Jones the fight maintains,

Till haughty England sees once more

Her red cross humbled as before.

Then turn, behold Columbia’s pride,

Decatur—oft in battle tried—

The Preble of her infant name—

The Nelson of her future fame.

See, vanquish’d, by his valiant hand,

The Macedonian, captive stand;

Struck, her proud banners to his might,

And hails him champion of the fight.

Whilst fair Columbia’s genius twines,

And graceful round his temple binds

That glorious wreath, the meed of fame,

Which consecrates a hero’s name.

Then, Britain, weep! thy laurels view

Fast fading, twined with mournful yew;

Columbia’s little naval band

Shall wrest the trident from thy hand.