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Poem
July 29, 1793
The Patowmac Guardian, And Berkeley Advertiser
Martinsburg, Shepherdstown, Berkeley County, Jefferson County, West Virginia
What is this article about?
An ode celebrating Columbia's (America's) natal day on July 4, 1793, inscribed to the Society of the Cincinnati in New York. It praises freedom, recalls the Revolution led by Washington, and prays for French liberty and future virtue.
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On the BIRTH-DAY of COLUMBIA.
An ODE inscribed to the honorable Society of the Cincinnati of the State of New-York. composed (at the particular request of an old officer) by a Lady of this city, under the signature of Georgianna.
New York, 4th July, 1793.
COME round freedom's sacred shrine,
Flow'ry garlands let us twine,
And while we our tribute bring
Graceful poems let us sing;
Sons of Freedom join the lay,
'Tis Columbia's natal day.
Banish all the plagues of life,
Fearful care and endless strife:
Let the mem'ry of your woes,
Sink this day in sweet repose,
E'en let grief itself be gay
On Columbia's natal day.
Late a despot's cruel band,
Sent oppression through your land,
Pitiful plaints and tearful moan,
Found not access to his throne;
Or if heard, the poor forlorn
Met but with reproach and scorn.
Pain with eager virtue then,
Snatch'd from trash her diamond pen;
Bade the slaves of tyranny,
Scorn their bonds and dare be free:
Glad they burst their chains away.
'Twas Columbia's natal day.
Vengeance, who had slept too long,
Wak'd to vindicate our wrong;
Led her veterans to the field,
Sworn to perish ere to yield:
Weeping memory yet can tell,
How they fought, and how they fell.
Led by virtuous WASHINGTON
(Liberty's most favored son)
Victory gave your sword a sheath,
Binding on your brows a wreath
Which can never feel decay,
Whilft you hail this blissful day.
: 4
Ever be its name rever'd.
Let the shouts of joy be heard.
From where Hampshire's bleak winds blow
Down to Georgia's fervid glow,
Let them all in this agree,
Hail the day that made us free.
Bend your eye toward that shore
Where Bellona's thunders roar,
There your Gallic brethren free,
Struggling, bleeding to be free!
Oh! unite your pray'rs that they
May soon announce their natal day.
Oh thou power, to whom we owe
All the blessings that we know,
Strengthen thou our rising youth,
Teach them virtue, wisdom, truth,
That when we are sunk in clay
They may keep this glorious day.
An ODE inscribed to the honorable Society of the Cincinnati of the State of New-York. composed (at the particular request of an old officer) by a Lady of this city, under the signature of Georgianna.
New York, 4th July, 1793.
COME round freedom's sacred shrine,
Flow'ry garlands let us twine,
And while we our tribute bring
Graceful poems let us sing;
Sons of Freedom join the lay,
'Tis Columbia's natal day.
Banish all the plagues of life,
Fearful care and endless strife:
Let the mem'ry of your woes,
Sink this day in sweet repose,
E'en let grief itself be gay
On Columbia's natal day.
Late a despot's cruel band,
Sent oppression through your land,
Pitiful plaints and tearful moan,
Found not access to his throne;
Or if heard, the poor forlorn
Met but with reproach and scorn.
Pain with eager virtue then,
Snatch'd from trash her diamond pen;
Bade the slaves of tyranny,
Scorn their bonds and dare be free:
Glad they burst their chains away.
'Twas Columbia's natal day.
Vengeance, who had slept too long,
Wak'd to vindicate our wrong;
Led her veterans to the field,
Sworn to perish ere to yield:
Weeping memory yet can tell,
How they fought, and how they fell.
Led by virtuous WASHINGTON
(Liberty's most favored son)
Victory gave your sword a sheath,
Binding on your brows a wreath
Which can never feel decay,
Whilft you hail this blissful day.
: 4
Ever be its name rever'd.
Let the shouts of joy be heard.
From where Hampshire's bleak winds blow
Down to Georgia's fervid glow,
Let them all in this agree,
Hail the day that made us free.
Bend your eye toward that shore
Where Bellona's thunders roar,
There your Gallic brethren free,
Struggling, bleeding to be free!
Oh! unite your pray'rs that they
May soon announce their natal day.
Oh thou power, to whom we owe
All the blessings that we know,
Strengthen thou our rising youth,
Teach them virtue, wisdom, truth,
That when we are sunk in clay
They may keep this glorious day.
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Liberty Independence
Patriotism
War Military
What keywords are associated?
Columbia Birthday
Independence Ode
Washington Liberty
American Freedom
Cincinnati Society
What entities or persons were involved?
Composed (At The Particular Request Of An Old Officer) By A Lady Of This City, Under The Signature Of Georgianna.
Poem Details
Title
On The Birth Day Of Columbia.
Author
Composed (At The Particular Request Of An Old Officer) By A Lady Of This City, Under The Signature Of Georgianna.
Subject
An Ode Inscribed To The Honorable Society Of The Cincinnati Of The State Of New York. New York, 4th July, 1793.
Key Lines
Come Round Freedom's Sacred Shrine,
Flow'ry Garlands Let Us Twine,
Led By Virtuous Washington
(Liberty's Most Favored Son)
Hail The Day That Made Us Free.