| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| By the trident of Neptune, brave Hull cried, let's steer (fl) |
9-10 |
11 |
| To the court of old Neptune, the God of the sea (fl) |
11-12 |
5 |
| No more of your blathering nonsense (fl) |
12-15 |
6 |
| Johnny Bull and many more (fl) |
15-16 |
4 |
| Come, come my lads, the glasses raise (fl) |
16-18 |
11 |
| On wings of glory, swift as light (fl) |
18-19 |
6 |
| Sons of freedom break your slumbers! (fl) |
19-21 |
8 |
| As the pride of Decatur the brave (fl) |
21-22 |
4 |
| Come landsmen and [l]ist to a true hearted tar (fl) |
22-23 |
5 |
| Let Glory proclaim to the hills of the west (fl) |
23-25 |
9 |
| British long have rul'd the seas, The (fl) |
25-26 |
6 |
| Hark, hark! o'er ocean's subject wave (fl) |
26-27 |
7 |
| Brave hearts of ocean chivalry (fl) |
28-30 |
8 |
| Son of the rough and roaring wave! (fl) |
31-32 |
7 |
| Ye brave sons of Freedom, whose bosoms beat high (fl) |
33-34 |
11 |
| Sun declin'd in western heaven, The [sic] (fl) |
34-37 |
21 |
| When Fame shall tell the splendid story (fl) |
38-39 |
4 |
| New way, in battle, to give sailors spunk, A (fl) |
39-41 |
5 |
| Arise! arise! Columbia's sons arise! (fl) |
41-42 |
3 |
| Land of my birth, farewell! The sea rolls dark (fl) |
43 |
2 |
| Come, cheer up my lads, let's together unite (fl) |
44 |
4 |
| At sea, Captain Hull, fell in with John Bull (fl) |
45 |
5 |
| Yankee sailors have a knack (fl) |
46 |
3 |
| You good fellows all (fl) |
47 |
3 |
| How glows each patriot bosom that boasts a Yankee heart (fl) |
48-50 |
8 |
| Comrades! join the flag of glory (fl) |
50 |
3 |
| Fill high the sparkling bowl (fl) |
50-52 |
7 |
| Ye tars of Columbia, who seek on the main (fl) |
53-55 |
14 |
| When Yankees first denied our right to cuff them and to kick them, O (fl) |
55-56 |
3 |
| Ye gallant sons of Liberty (fl) |
56-59 |
16 |
| Ye sons of free Columbia (fl) |
59-61 |
5 |
| Columbians, the glory and pride of the main (fl) |
61-62 |
4 |
| Columbians, rouse to glory (fl) |
62-64 |
6 |
| Freedom's sons awake to glory (fl) |
64-65 |
7 |
| Columbia's sons, forever brave (fl) |
65-68 |
15 |
| Hark! again the cannon's roar (fl) |
68-69 |
10 |
| Ye honest tars of Yankee mould (fl) |
70-71 |
7 |
| Proud o'er Ocean's bed (fl) |
71-73 |
12 |
| Harp of Freedom! wake from slumber (fl) |
73-74 |
7 |
| Banner of Freedom high floated unfurl'd, The (fl) |
75-77 |
12 |
| Columbia's sons, prepare, unite (fl) |
77-80 |
7 |
| Gallant Hull, careering on the deep, The (fl) |
80-81 |
6 |
| Winds with mad'ning rage impress'd, The (fl) |
81-83 |
|
| Youthful sailor mounts the bark, The (fl) |
83-85 |
13 |
| Ye Seamen of Columbia (fl) |
85-86 |
4 |
| Frigates of England, the Queen of the seas, The (fl) |
87-88 |
6 |
| Ye sons of Columbia, true lords of the main (fl) |
88-90 |
8 |
| Rejoice! rejoice! Fredonia's sons rejoice (fl) |
90-92 |
4 |
| Britannia sick of many an ill (fl) |
92 |
3 |
| When Pauls great dome shews flags of France and Spain (fl) |
93 |
1 |
| Peacock is as fine a bird (fl) |
93 |
2 |
| Hornet mann'd by valliant tars, The (fl) |
93-94 |
2 |
| Magic spell, which long has bound, The (fl) |
94 |
1 |