The New Hampshire Gazette

A
NEW FEDERAL SONG...By a
young Midshipman of the "Ark."
TUNE...Yankee Doodle, Maggie
Lauder,
Wilkes, Wriggle, or the Vicar of Bray.

IN concert let each heart and tongue,
By Federal rage inspir'd ;
Join in a pious, loyal song,
In praise of Mr. BAYARD.
Come let us raise our voices high,
Against whigs and tories;
Till the wide concave of the sky,
Rebounds the Federal chorus.

His "well earn'd honest fame" we'll sing.
And piety resplendent---
His predilection for a king,
And talents most transcendent!"
Come let us, &c.

The brave defender of the church...
The friend of true religion !
Who never left her in the lurch,
To her opponents tyrian.
Come let us, &c.

But guards her from the devil base,
Who on her neck would trample,
And sinners leads in paths of grace,
By his own bright example !
Come let us, &c.

Who all her principles regards,
From Monday morn 'till Sunday ;
And never takes a game at cards,
Not e'en upon a Sunday!!!
Come let us, &c.

And while in Congress hall he prays,
Against the Demo faction ;
Religion plays, in dazzling rays,
Around his every action.
Come let us, &c.

Now to the captain of the "Ark,"
And all her gallant crew sir,
Who have, or with him may embark,
We render homage due sir.
Come, let us, &c.

Then loud huzzas for captain Black,
A son of mother Britain,
Who on his larboard, starboard tack,
The democrats has smitten.
Come let us, &c.

* A newspaper, entitled "The Federal
Ark," edited by a Mr. BLACK, an English-
man, and an Alien, has been recently estab-
lifhed at Dover, in Delaware, under the
patronage of Messrs. Bayard, and Co.