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76 ODES AND SONGS.
THROUGHOUT COLUMBIA'S BORDERS.
T HROUGHOUT Columbia's borders, There rings a song of gladness : Without control, its numbers roll,
Dispelling gloom and sadness. 'Tis the sweet song of temp'rance,
O'er hill and vale it boundeth; Throughout the land, on every hand, The joyful news resoundeth.
As on the wings of morning,
The cheering anthem flyeth, Its notes are sung by many a tongue,
The concert never dieth ; But temp'rance, temp'rance, temp'rance,
O'er every hill-top boundeth; On land and main, the glorious strain
Far o'er Atlantic's billows,
The rapt'rous theme is ringing; In cheerful songs, ten thousand tongues,
Its glorious strains are singing: While Erin's verdant island,
With swelling acclamation ; In concert loud, ascribes to God
Her great regeneration !
Soon shall the cruel tyrant,
From his high throne be driven ; Each galling chain be broke in twain,
And every link be riven: Then temp'rance, peace, and virtue,
Shall reign o'er earth victorious ; Our flag unfurled, throughout the world,
Shall wave in triumph glorious! G.