| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| When Britons, Tories, Indians (fl) |
i-ii |
3 |
| When the horrors of war, sounding loud from each quarter (fl) |
ii, iv |
3 |
| They join'd the old Green Mountain train (fl) |
ii-iii |
4 |
| Patriots assembled at Liberty's shrine, The (fl) |
iv-v |
5 |
| To the orders I send you, I pray you attend (fl) |
v-vi |
4 |
| Freedom's sons, and souls of fire (fl) |
vi-3 |
3 |
| Attention, friends, and you shall hear (fl) |
3-5 |
|
| Old time with swift rotation (fl) |
6-7 |
4 |
| Aera of Freedom in mildest array, The (fl) |
7-8 |
4 |
| Come touch the music raise the song (fl) |
8-10 |
8 |
| Much has been sung, and much remains (fl) |
11-12 |
7 |
| O fortune! Vilest jilting jade! (fl) |
13-15 |
10 |
| Around the urns where sleep our noble sires (fl) |
15-16 |
6 |
| To a cavern, the mansion of woe (fl) |
16-17 |
4 |
| While despots of Europe run mad from their birth (fl) |
17-18 |
4 |
| When the sound of war was loud (fl) |
18-19 |
4 |
| When Britain first brandish'd Oppression's fell spear (fl) |
20 |
7 |