William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
Fragment: Now Sol resplendent from the ocean roseN
And struck with new dismay Columbia’s foes:
For lo! on Dorchester’s fair hill, appears
A flaming standard! lo! a work of years,
Raised in a night; which overlook’d their towers,
Portended mischief, and defied their powers:
Its well-poised guns could all their haunts survey:
Within, a gallant host securely lay;
Without, were ponderous casks, full many a row,
To roll, like thunder, on the advancing foe:—
For love of liberty new arts inspired,
And rare invention, as the day required.
All this Columbia’s wakeful genius wrought,
While Howe and Loring slept without a thought.
And through his glass, beneath the southern skies,
He saw the works—“Heavens! what is this?” he cried;
“Outdone, out-general’d on every side!
By hated Yankees too!—Bostonia lost!
And I, with all my bands, to quit the coast,
Or fall a prey!—Perdition to the glass,
Which brings the object full before my face!”
The air resounded, and the pavement rung.