Barbara Allen. in Scarlet Town, Where I Was Born
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JAM^S, No. 167 WALNUT STREET. J. -^^ *• r •• ^ , \ \ O Entered according to Act ofCoTigress, in the year 18?,6, BY J. A. JAMES & CO. In the Clerk's Office for the District Court of Ohio. * V < • • ^ * > I k • THE UNITED STATES SONGSTER. TIfte Star Spangfled Banner. On ! say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming] Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilou:? fight, O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming; A.nd the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. Oh ! say, does that star spangled banner yet wave, O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave 1' On the shore dimly seen, through the mists of the deep,. Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes; What is that which the breeze, o'er the low'ring steep. As it fitfully blows, half conceals^ half discloses' 6 UNITED STATES Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam. In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream. 'Tis the star spancrled banner, oh ! long may it wjve, O'er the land of the free, and the home ol the brave. And where i^that band, who so vauntinc^lv swore. That the havoc of war and the battle's confusii.n, A home and a country shall leave us no niore .' Their blood hath wash'd out their foul fooLstcj s pollution. No refuge could save, the hireling and slave. From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave And the star spangled banner in triumph doth wave, O'er the land of the free, and the honv.* of the brave Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand Between their lov'd home, and the war's desolation; Blest Avith vict'ry and peace, may the heaven rcscuwl land. Praise the power that hatli made and preserv'd us a nation. Then conquer we must, for our cause it is just. And this be our rnotto, *' In God is our trust;'' And the star spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er tlie land of tlie free, and the home of the brave Hurrali for tlic Bonnets of Blue, As sung by Miss C. FISHER, at the Park Theatre. Here's a health to them that's awa. Here's a health to them that's awa, And wha winna wish guid luck to our cause, May never guid luck be their fa'. Its guid to be merry and wis^, Its guid to be honest and true, Its guid to support Caledonia's cause, And bide by the bonnets of blue. SONGSTER. 7 Hurrah for the bonnets of blue, Hurrah for the lionnets of blue, Its guid to support Caledonia's cause, And bide by the bonnets of blue. Here's a health to them that's awa, Here's a health to the in that's awa, Here's a ho^alLh to Charlie, the chief o' the clan. Although that his band l>e sma' ; Here's freedom to him that would read, Here's freedom to him that would write, Tliere is nime ever feared that the truth should be heard, But they whom the truth would indite. Hurrah for the bonnets of blue, Hurrah for the bonnets of blue. Its guid to be wise, to be honest and true, And bide by tbe bonnets of blue. jTIiic JTIinnjitc Gun al Sea. Let him who sighs in sadness, hear, Rejoice and know a friend is near: VVhat heavenly sounds are those I hear. What being conycs the gloom to cheer ] When in the storm on Albion's coast. The night-watch guards his weary post, From thoughts of tlijnger free; He marks some vessel's duskv form, And hears, amid the howling storm, The minute gun at sea. Swift on the shore a hardy few, The life-boat manned with a gallant, gallant crew, And dare the dangeroiis wave ; Through the wild surf they cleave their way, Lost in the foam, nor know dismay. For they go the crew to save; 8 UNTTED STATES Loct in the foam, nor know dismay, For they go the crew to save. But oh! what raptures fill each breast, Of the hapless crew of the ship distress'd • Then landed safe, what joys to tell, Of all the dangers that befell; Then is heard no more. By the watch on the shore. The minute gun at sea; By the watch on the shore. The minute gun at sea. IVIeeting of llic Waters. There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet, As that vale in whose bosom the brii^^ht waters meet. Oh! the last ray of feeling and life must depart E'er the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. Yet it was not that nature had shed o'er the scene Her purest of crystal and bri«;htest of preen : 'Twas not the soft magic of streamlet or hill. Oh ! no, it was something more exquisite still. Twas that friends, the beloved of my bo5om,were near; Vho made each dear scene of enchantment more dear ; And who felt how the best charms of nature improve. When we sec them reflected from looks tliat wc love. Sweet vale of Avoca ! how calm could I rest, In thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love best; W here the storms that wc Jeel in this cold worU should cease, And our hearts, like thy waters, be mmglcd in pe^ice SONGSTER. 9 Meclianics? Song*. BY DR. FRANKLIN. Ye merry MECHANICS ! come, join in my song, And let the brisk chorus go bounding along ; Phoughsome may be poor, and some rich there may be. Vet all are contented, and happy, and free. Ve TAILOUS ! of ancient and noble renown. Who clothe all the people in country and town, -lemember that Adam, your father and head. The lord of^ the world, was a tailor by trade. Ve MASOXS ! who work in stone, mortar, and brick, And lay the foundation deep, solid, and thick. Though hard be your labor, yet lasting your fame, Both Egypt and China your wonders proclaim. Ve SfviiTHs ! who forge tools for all trades here be- low^, Vou have nothing to fear while you smite and you blow. All things you may conquer, so happy your lot. If you're careful to strike while your iron is hot. Ye SiioEM AKERs ! nobly, from ages long past. Have defended your rights with your awl to the last; And CoBur.KRs ! all Mercy, not only stop holes. But work night and day for the good of our soles-. Ye CABIN ET-MAKEUS ! brave workers in wood, As you work for the ladie.s, your work must be good ; And JoixEus, and CAUPENTKUS ! far off and near, Stick close to your trades, and you've nothing tofeai; Ve HATTEUS ! who oft, with hands not very fair, Fix hats on a block, for a blockhead to wear; 10 UNITED STATES Though charity covers a sin now and then, Vou cover the heads and the sins of all men. Ye COACH-MAKERS ! must not by tax be controll'iV, But ship off your coaches, and fetch us home gold, The roll of your coach made Copernicus reel. And fancy the world to turn round like a whecL YCCAUDEUS, and SPINNERS,and WEAVERS ! attend. And take the advice of Poor Richard vour friend ; Stick close to your loom, and your wheel, and youi card. And you never need fear of the times being hard. Ve PRINTERS ! who give us our learning and news. And impartially print for Turks, Christians, and Jews, liCt your favorite toast ever sound in the streets. The freedom of speech, and a volume in sheets Ye COOPERS ! who rattle with driver and adze, And daily do lecture on hoops and on heads, The famous old ballad of Love in a Tub, Vou may sing to the tune of your rub-a-dub-dub ! Ve Sin PBUiLDERS, RIGGERS, and MAKERS OF SAILS! Already the new constitution prevails. And soon you shall see, o'er the proud swellino- tide The ships of Columbia triumphantly ride. Each TuABESMAN turn out with his tools in his hand! To cherish the arts and keep peace through the land ' Each APPRENTICE and JOURNEYMAN, join in my song And let the brisk chorus go bounding along.