Charles L. S. Jones

Tune—“How happy’s the Soldier”

WHERE lordly Champlain, on its wild surging wave,

Bears proudly the keels of the free and the brave,

Unmoved by the boasts which their courage decry,

Our fleet’s gallant pennons in buoyancy fly;

Though Albion in thunder descend, and her war

Break rough o’er the sons of the stripe and the star.

O’er her white foamy bosom, with shouts of delight,

The sons of Columbia rush fearless to fight:

A hero presides o’er the battle-deck brave,

And the flag of Macdonough sweeps broad o’er the wave,

Where Freedom above, cheering smiles from her car,

And her laurel-wreaths twine round the stripe and the star.

No longer ye Island-born sons of the sea,

Unequal, contend with the brave and the free,

Where Liberty scoffs at your vaunts and your pride,

And her conquest-crown’d navies in victory ride!

But bow your proud heads, as ye skulk from the war,

And bend to the sheen of the stripe and the star.