The New Hampshire Gazette

Americans Rouse.

COLUMBIANS, your virtue all nations
admire own,
While your laws are maintain'd, and your
justice is known :

Let us all to a man then combine in the cause
Of protecting our freedom by guarding our
laws,
What tho' malice or envy attempt to intrigue?
The poison should serve but to strengthen our
league.

Americans rouse! let your glory extend,
Where the billows can roll, or the eagle as-
cend.
The whispers of millions unborn now declares,
What the fathers have won should descend to
their heirs;
By our conduct then may we not forfeit their
claim,
For our sons are the heirs of our freedom and
fame;
But let us unite, and declare with one voice,
To defend to the utmost the laws of our choice.

Americans rouse! let your glory extend,
Where the billows can roll, or the eagle a.
cend.
While our Union is perfect, we care not for
France,
For our sons must retreat, when our heroes ad-
vance,
Undismay'd does a Truxton and Washing-
ton stand,
To protect us by sea, and to guard us by land,
Who will pay them a tribute the next time
they call,
The douceur of justice, with powder and ball.

Americans rouse! let your glory extend,
Where the billows can roll, or the eagle a
cend.
Those vultures of carnage, now feasting on
gore,
Shall descend to the earth when our eagle
shall soar;
But swifter than lightning he'll dart on
their way,
And drag from their covert those creatures
of prey ;
His vengeance awaken'd shall not be sup-
press'd.
Till our foes are subdu'd, and our wrongs
are redress'd.

Americans, rouse! let your glory extend,
Where the billows can roll, or the eagle a.
cend.
May our Adams long live, who with wisdom
imparts
The sense of all ages, all laws and all arts :
Whose counsels (which point to our glory
the way)
The world must admire, & Columbia obey.
May his talents direct, while our thunder is
hurl'd,
To avenge our own wrongs, and give peace
to the world.

Americans, rouse! let your glory extend,
Where the billows can roll, or the eagle a
cend.