| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| In a chariot of light from the regions of day (fl) |
13-14 |
4 |
| As near beauteous Boston lying (fl) |
14-15 |
8 |
| That seat of science, Athens (fl) |
15-16 |
7 |
| Make room all ye kingdoms, in history renowned (fl) |
16-17 |
6 |
| Hail, great republic of the world! (fl) |
17-18 |
5 |
| In the still hour of nature, when mankind repose (fl) |
18-19 |
14 |
| Columbia! Columbia! to glory arise (fl) |
19-20 |
6 |
| Ye men of Columbia, O hail the great day (fl) |
21 |
4 |
| Hail, America Hail, unrivalled in fame (fl) |
22-23 |
6 |
| To Liberty's enraptured sight (fl) |
23-24 |
4 |
| To no monarch, no tyrant in robes will we sing (fl) |
24 |
4 |
| Old Homer!---but what have we with him to do (fl) |
25 |
6 |
| When Columbia arose from the wide-spreading flood (fl) |
25-27 |
10 |
| Hail! the first, the greatest blessing (fl) |
27-28 |
6 |
| Power that created the night and the day, The (fl) |
28-29 |
4 |
| Hail! Liberty, supreme delight (fl) |
29 |
5 |
| Says Plato, why should man be vain (fl) |
30 |
5 |
| I envy not the proud their wealth (fl) |
30-31 |
5 |
| Blow, blow, ye breezes, o'er the western main (fl) |
31 |
7 |
| Farewel, to my country, a lasting farewel (fl) |
32 |
6 |
| Though sacred the flame which our country rekindles (fl) |
32-33 |
2 |
| When liberty's standard Columbia rais'd high (fl) |
33 |
4 |
| Ye Sons of Hibernia who fled from oppression (fl) |
34 |
4 |
| Tuneful bird, from freedom torn, The (fl) |
35 |
2 |
| My friend is the man I'll copy thro' life (fl) |
35-36 |
3 |
| When the sweet smiling moon rolls her orb through the sky (fl) |
36 |
4 |
| No peerage we covet, no sceptres desire (fl) |
37-38 |
11 |
| Crowned with auspicious light (fl) |
38-39 |
6 |
| Come muster, my lads, your mechanical tools (fl) |
39-40 |
9 |
| If the stock of our bliss is in stranger hands vested (fl) |
41 |
4 |
| In the volume of fate, as the book was unfolded (fl) |
41-43 |
18 |
| Columbians arise! let the cannon resound! (fl) |
43-44 |
4 |
| Hail Columbia! happy Land! (fl) |
44-45 |
4 |
| 'Lo! I quit my native skies (fl) |
45-46 |
4 |
| When first the Sun, o'er Ocean glowed (fl) |
47 |
8 |
| Hail, Independence, hail (fl) |
48-49 |
6 |
| No glory I covet, no riches I want (fl) |
49 |
5 |
| Attention pray give while of hobbies I sing (fl) |
50 |
7 |
| When north winds rage, and tempests howl (fl) |
51 |
8 |
| Poets may sing of their Helicon streams (fl) |
52 |
6 |
| While beneath the sharp scourge of tyrannical power (fl) |
53-54 |
17 |
| Blest on his own paternal farm (fl) |
54-55 |
4 |
| When first that peoud Queen, whom the waters environ (fl) |
55-56 |
6 |
| Should Great-Britain, Spain or France (fl) |
57-58 |
|
| Welcome! Welcome the day, when assembled as one (fl) |
58-59 |
6 |
| Hail! sacred Independence hail! (fl) |
59-60 |
4 |
| If, Yankeys, you would have a song (fl) |
61-63 |
15 |
| While Europe's mad powers o'er the ocean are ranging (fl) |
63-66 |
10 |
| When our sky was illumined by freedom's bright dawn (fl) |
66-67 |
5 |
| When tyranny's scourge, and oppresson's a chill blast (fl) |
67-68 |
4 |
| Hark! the trumpet of war loudly sounds its alarm's (fl) |
68-70 |
8 |
| Of the victory won over tyranny's power (fl) |
70-71 |
5 |
| Hark! the deep sounding cannon, in thunder proclaim (fl) |
71-72 |
7 |
| Say, shall in Freedom's loved abode (fl) |
72-73 |
7 |
| When plundering armies take the field (fl) |
74 |
4 |
| What heart but throbs high with sincerest devotion (fl) |
74-75 |
2 |
| Men of every size and station (fl) |
75-76 |
5 |
| For him who sought his country's good (fl) |
76 |
4 |
| Fairest flowrets bring, The (fl) |
77 |
4 |
| Again athwart the Atlantic main (fl) |
77-79 |
8 |
| Firm spirit and nerve, to free nations belong (fl) |
79 |
6 |
| Genius of Freedom, of unsullied fame, The (fl) |
79080 |
8 |
| Columbia long, too long, hath borne (fl) |
80-81 |
3 |
| Ye freemen of Columbia (fl) |
81-82 |
4 |
| When rolling orbs from chaos sprung (fl) |
82-83 |
4 |
| Land of my Fathers---Freedom's Field (fl) |
83-84 |
5 |
| Though Britain may boast of her profligate Regent (fl) |
84 |
4 |
| Rejoice, Rejoice, brave Patriots rejoice (fl) |
85 |
3 |
| Let patriot pride our patriot triumph wake! (fl) |
86-87 |
4 |
| O'er the forest-crowned hills, the rich vallies and streams (fl) |
87-88 |
5 |
| Well met, fellow-freemen! Let's cheerfully greet (fl) |
88-89 |
4 |
| Firm patriot mind is the source of high merit, The (fl) |
89-90 |
7 |
| Though love's soft transports, may (fl) |
90 |
2 |
| Remember now the awful hour (fl) |
91-92 |
6 |
| Come genius of our happy land (fl) |
92 |
2 |
| Johnny Bull and many more (fl) |
92-93 |
4 |
| Ye brave sons of Freedom, come join in the chorus (fl) |
93-94 |
5 |
| I need not now tell what it was drove our sires (fl) |
95-96 |
10 |
| Soldier is the noblest name, A (fl) |
97 |
2 |
| Why should vain mortals tremble at the sight of (fl) |
97-99 |
15 |
| Sun, emerging from his bed, The (fl) |
99-100 |
11 |
| Let others boast a Monarch's pride (fl) |
101-102 |
7 |
| Loud howled the storm, dark gloomed the night (fl) |
102-103 |
8 |
| On Christmas day, in '76 (fl) |
103-104 |
6 |
| Historians to the young relate (fl) |
104-106 |
15 |
| Stern winter scowled along the plain (fl) |
106-107 |
11 |
| Remember the glories of Patriots brave (fl) |
107-108 |
3 |
| As Jack the king's commander (fl) |
108-109 |
11 |
| Whilst in peaceful quarters lying (fl) |
109-111 |
7 |
| Come all ye hearts of tempered steel (fl) |
112-113 |
10 |
| How stands the glass around? (fl) |
113 |
3 |
| Soul of Columbia, quenchless spirit come (fl) |
114 |
2 |
| How blest the life a soldier leads (fl) |
114-115 |
3 |
| Come ye lads who wish to shine (fl) |
115-116 |
6 |
| Comrades!---follow my advice (fl) |
116-117 |
5 |
| How glorious the death for our country to die (fl) |
117 |
5 |
| When cannons roar, when bullets fly (fl) |
117-118 |
3 |
| Too soon my dear Sophia, pray take this kind adieu (fl) |
118 |
4 |
| Trumpet sounds, my country calls, The (fl) |
118-119 |
9 |
| Go, friend of my bosom, the trumpet's shrill cry (fl) |
119-120 |
6 |
| Mo[r]n was fresh, and pure the gale, The (fl) |
120-121 |
6 |
| Farewel thou fair day, thou green earth, and ye skies (fl) |
121 |
4 |
| Hark! the drum---the bugle sounds! (fl) |
121-123 |
15 |
| Tocsin has sounded---the bugle has blown, The (fl) |
123 |
5 |
| Go where glory waits thee (fl) |
124 |
6 |
| Soldier, hear that solemn call! (fl) |
125-126 |
12 |
| War, demon of destruction fell (fl) |
126-127 |
5 |
| Sons of valor! Fathers hoary! (fl) |
127-128 |
6 |
| Arouse Freedom's sons, 'tis your country that calls (fl) |
128-129 |
5 |
| Awake! Awake! to glory awake (fl) |
129-130 |
6 |
| Adieu! adieu! my only life (fl) |
130-131 |
4 |
| Come, strike the bold anthem, the war dogs are howling (fl) |
131-132 |
4 |
| Be firm, O Columbians---along the Atlantic (fl) |
132 |
3 |
| Let the trumpet of war be heard from afar (fl) |
132-133 |
3 |
| When commotions arise, and frowns of the skies (fl) |
133 |
6 |
| Hark! the peal for war is rung (fl) |
134 |
8 |
| Ye Soldiers of Columbia (fl) |
135 |
4 |
| Columbians, rouse to war (fl) |
136-137 |
6 |
| Rouse, rouse, ye brave, ye gallant souls (fl) |
137-138 |
7 |
| What nerves the soldier, when danger surrounding (fl) |
138 |
4 |
| While I fold in my arms the dear girl of my heart (fl) |
139 |
4 |
| Ye sons of Freedom! to the field repair (fl) |
139-140 |
7 |
| Awake! awake! my gallant friends (fl) |
140-142 |
9 |
| Yes, there they bled!---the gallant few (fl) |
142-143 |
9 |
| Protect them Heaven!---my faltering tongue (fl) |
143-144 |
8 |
| Protect them Heaven!---my faltering tongue (fl) |
143-144 |
8 |
| Son of the rough and roaring wave! (fl) |
145-146 |
7 |
| How blest the life a sailor leads (fl) |
146-147 |
3 |
| Voyage at sea and all its strife, A (fl) |
147-148 |
6 |
| Our country's like a ship of war (fl) |
148-149 |
2 |
| Life's like a ship in constant motion (fl) |
149 |
4 |
| As you mean to set sail for the land of delight (fl) |
150 |
4 |
| When whistling winds are heard to blow (fl) |
150 |
4 |
| Peaceful slumbering on the ocean (fl) |
151 |
6 |
| In storms, when clouds obscure the sky (fl) |
152 |
3 |
| Topsail shivers in the wind, The (fl) |
152 |
4 |
| Sea was calm, the sky serene, The (fl) |
153 |
3 |
| My heart from my bosom would fly (fl) |
154 |
3 |
| Loose every sail to the breeze (fl) |
154 |
4 |
| Dear Nancy I've sailed the world all around (fl) |
155 |
3 |
| Go patter to lubbers and swabs d' ye see (fl) |
155-156 |
4 |
| Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling (fl) |
156-157 |
3 |
| When my money was gone that I gained in the wars (fl) |
157 |
6 |
| Two real tars whom duty called (fl) |
158 |
4 |
| Sweet is the ship that, under sail (fl) |
158-159 |
4 |
| Why, what's that to you, if my eyes I'm a wiping (fl) |
159-160 |
4 |
| O'er the rough main with flowing sheet (fl) |
160-163 |
21 |
| Gallants attend, and hear a friend (fl) |
163-165 |
22 |
| Gaily lads, our friends we're leaving (fl) |
165-166 |
10 |
| Come all hands ahoy to the anchor (fl) |
167-168 |
5 |
| Anchor weighed, the cannon's roar, The (fl) |
168-169 |
6 |
| Come all you jolly sailors, here (fl) |
169 |
3 |
| Towards Afric's coast the wind did blow (fl) |
170-171 |
13 |
| Arise! arise! Columbia's sons arise! (fl) |
171-172 |
4 |
| Ye sons of Columbia, the trumpet of fame (fl) |
172 |
4 |
| Youthful sailor mounts the bark, The (fl) |
173-174 |
13 |
| Oh! who can conceive how acute are my pains (fl) |
174 |
6 |
| Oh! think on my fate, once I freedom enjoyed (fl) |
175 |
3 |
| Freedom's sons, awake to glory (fl) |
175-176 |
7 |
| Rise! Sons of Freedom rise! (fl) |
176-177 |
3 |
| John Bull, who has for ten years past (fl) |
177-179 |
11 |
| With his ship all well manned, and "chock full of fight" (fl) |
179-180 |
10 |
| Ye freemen of Columbia (fl) |
180-181 |
4 |
| From dungeons of Britain, which float on the main (fl) |
181 |
5 |
| Sons of freedom, break your slumbers! (fl) |
182 |
8 |
| When with fierce rage the wild-winds roar (fl) |
182-183 |
3 |
| When engaged on the ocean, the brave Yankee tar (fl) |
183 |
4 |
| Columbia's sons, prepare, unite (fl) |
184-185 |
7 |
| Brittannia's gallant streamers (fl) |
185-187 |
7 |
| Ye brave sons of Freedom, whose bosoms beat high (fl) |
187-188 |
11 |
| Banner of Freedom high floated unfurled, The (fl) |
188-190 |
12 |
| Let Glory proclaim to the hills of the west (fl) |
190-191 |
9 |
| Hark! again the cannon's roar (fl) |
191-192 |
10 |
| To guard the free pathway of his watery domain (fl) |
192-193 |
4 |
| Ye seamen of Columbia (fl) |
193 |
4 |
| When Fame shall tell the splendid story (fl) |
194 |
4 |
| Brave hearts of ocean chivalry (fl) |
195-196 |
8 |
| Frigates of England, the Queen of the Seas, The (fl) |
197 |
6 |
| Ye gallant sons of Liberty (fl) |
197-199 |
16 |
| All hail Columbia's sons! once more (fl) |
199-200 |
6 |
| Ye Demos attend, and ye federalists too (fl) |
200-201 |
7 |
| Yankee sailors have a knack (fl) |
201-202 |
3 |
| No more of your blathering nonsense (fl) |
202-204 |
7 |