| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Wake, Columbians! wake thy lyre (fl) |
1-2 |
7 |
| Columbians arise! let the cannons resound (fl) |
2-3 |
4 |
| For ever remember'd be the gallant story (fl) |
3 |
3 |
| Oh, weep for the hour (fl) |
4 |
8 |
| Said a smile to a tear (fl) |
4 |
6 |
| How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood (fl) |
5 |
3 |
| When Folly's shrine attracts the fair (fl) |
5 |
1 |
| There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin (fl) |
6 |
5 |
| Alone to the banks of the dark-rolling Danube (fl) |
7 |
3 |
| Tho love is warm awhile, soon it grows cold (fl) |
7 |
2 |
| Judy leads me such a life (fl) |
8 |
3 |
| Oh! say, can you see by the dawn's early light (fl) |
9 |
4 |
| Sun has gane down o'er the lofty Benlomond, The (fl) |
10 |
3 |
| O, fair rose the morning, the sun in mild splendour (fl) |
10 |
2 |
| Back side of Albany tan Lake Champlain (fl) |
11 |
4 |
| All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd (fl) |
12-13 |
8 |
| Tom Truelove woo'd the sweetest fair (fl) |
13 |
3 |
| I knew by the smoke that so gracefully curl'd (fl) |
14 |
2 |
| Just like love is yonder rose (fl) |
14 |
4 |
| 'Twas when the wan leaf frae the birk tree was fa'in' (fl) |
15 |
5 |
| Ye sportsmen draw near, and ye sportswomen too (fl) |
16 |
3 |
| Bright Phoebus has mounted the chariot of day (fl) |
16 |
3 |
| With a dozen thirteens in a nice paper bag (fl) |
17 |
5 |
| We'll breathe not a kiss to the tell-tale air (fl) |
18 |
3 |
| To a shady retreat, fair Eliza I trac'd (fl) |
18 |
2 |
| O lady, twine no wreath for me (fl) |
19 |
5 |
| Oh! the days are gone, when beauty bright (fl) |
20 |
3 |
| Take, oh! take those lips away (fl) |
20 |
2 |
| Wave of old Ocean's the field for the brave, The (fl) |
21 |
4 |
| I'm a jolly Yankey tar (fl) |
22-23 |
4 |
| Loose ev'ry sail to the breeze (fl) |
23 |
4 |
| Sweet Isor, were thy sunny realm (fl) |
24 |
4 |
| When people call'd poets, in blank verse or rhyme (fl) |
24 |
5 |