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Ha ! cries the fair, pray who is he That dare's reverse e'en Jove's decree, And thus insult a god ?
The gods reply, in yonder lands, Great Liberty alone commands,
And gives the hero force ; And when his thundering cannon roar, And strike with dread earth's distant shore,
'Tis she directs their course.
And when her winged bullets fly, To check a tyrant's treachery,
And lay his glories low; Then Washington serenely great, Tho' death and carnage round him wait,
Performs the dreadful blow.
The god with wonder heard the story, Astonish'd view'd Columbia's glory,
Which time can ne'er subdue. Great Warren's deeds, and Gates's fame, Join'd to great Lee's immortal name;'
And cried, Can this be true ?