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Oft did America Foresee, with sad dismay,
Her slav'ry near. Oft did her grievance state, But Britain, falsely great, Urging her desp'rate fate,
Turn'd a deaf ear.
Now the proud British foe We've made, by vict'ries, know,
Our sacred right. Witness at Bunker's Hill, Where godlike Warren fell, Happy his blood to spill,
In gallant fight.
To our fam'd Washington, Brave Stark at Bennington,
Grlory is due. Peace to Montgomery's shade, Who as he fought and bled, Drew honors round his head,
Num'rous as true.