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■ CENTENNIAL 

NATIONAL SONGS 

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Vvrnyn. i^. isdioonsriB 

JSifiar Gahanna, Frankliii Co., (J. 

May 25, 1 870. 
(.'opyrlaihtefl, ISTC), by Wm. P. i\loone. 



. CENTENNIAL 

NATK )NAL SONGS 



ANTHEMS; 



i- StlilfO'l: 



To the People of the United States, and to the Heroes vho/ought 
for ('olumbid's Independence, and those who, by their acts as States- 
mtn or Warrior/', have, for a hundred years, sitsfained her flag and 
upheld her honor, this is respectfully dedicated by the Avihor. 



COMPOSED AND WRITTEN BY 

^WJb/L. IP. nVLOOnSTE, 

Near Gahanna, Franklin Co., O. 

May 25, 1876. 
Copyrighted, 1876, by Wm. P. Moone. 







PREFACE. 



In ottering this little book of 8ongs and 
Anthems, it is hardly necessary for me to say 
that it is my tirst attempt to cater to the 
public taste in a matter of this kind, or any 
other, as I am entirely unknown to the read- 
ing public. I feel it a duty to state in this 
short preface that I have used two lines in this 
book which are borrowed from other authors, 
viz.: 

" 'Tis done, the great transaction's done:" 

and the other is one of Bayard Taylor's lines, 
which reads, 

"And crown her Queen of a thousand years." 

Hoping my little work will meet with that 
success which my friends believe it merits, I 
subscribe myself, 

Very respectfully yours, 

WM. P. MOONE, 

Author and Publisher. 



A HUNDRIH) YHAKS A(;(). 

IN T"WO PARTS. 



In Philailelphia city met, 

A hundred years ago. 
The sires of Columbia, 

To let the nations know- 
That they their daughter up would set, 

In business for herself, 
And lay her British rulers high 

And dry upon the shelf. 

And soon their declaration 
They sent to all the world, 

And on the seas to ev'ry breeze 
Columbia's flag unfurl'd. 

The bells a merry peal rang out, 

A hundred years ago, 
And all the people rais'd a shout 

To let the nations know 
Columbia had determined to 

Do business for herself. 
And lay her British rulers high 

And dry upon the shelf. 

And then her glorious banner, she 
Flung out upon the breeze, 

And soon the banner of the free 
Was carried o'er the seas. 



It made Great Britain's liou roar, 

A hundred years ago, 
When Cokimbia rose and swore. 

She'd let the nations know, 
That now she had determined to 

Do business for lierself, 
She'd lay her British rulers high 

And dry upon the shelf. 

And then her glorious banner, she 
Flung out upon the breeze, 

And soon the banner of the free 
Was carried o'er the seas. 

O'er land and sea her banner wav'd, 

A hundred years ago ; 
The battle and the breeze it brav'd, 

111 spite of ev'ry foe. 
And now a hundred years have gone, 

The banner of the free, 
To ev'ry passing breeze is flung ; 

It waves o'er ev'ry sea. 

A hundred years tbat flag has Ijrav'd, 

The battle and the breeze ; 
, A hundred years that flag has wav'd, 
Wherever roll tlie seas. 

PART II. 



King George the Third, Great Britain's King, 

A hundred years ago, 
Did fume and fret, and swear he'd bring 

The Yankee nation low ; 



And o'er the seas, in many a sliip. 

His armies he did send — 
Oohimbia's raw recruits to whip, 
Their manners for to mend. 

Little thought tliey, the men wlio came, 

And tliose who sent them out, 
Columbia would their ardor tame, 
And put tliem all to rout. 

Without a doubt, they little thought, 

A hundred years ago, 
The men. on either side who fought. 

We'd have so tine a show, 
As on this glad Centennial day, 

The nations all can see. 
And over all triumphant waves. 
The Ijauner of the free. 

In spite of ev'ry haughty foe, 
Who sought to cut it down. 
That flag has wav'd a hundred years, 
And won a bright renown. 

Columbia, thou wast in thy youth 

A hundred years ago. 
It scarcely sounds like honest truth, 

So fastly thou dost grow. 
Such noble triumphs have been thine, 

Within, a hundred years. 
That nations come from ev'ry clime, 
To crown thee with their cheers. 

Britannia too, sends greeting, 
From out her sea girt isles, 
With all the nations meeting. 
In friendship on thee smiles. 



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For thou the approbation, 

Cohimbia, hast won 
Of ev'ry kindred nation, 

That dwells beneath the sun. 
And we pray God, in the future, 

Thy motto e'er may be. 
Onward and upward ever, till 
All people shall be free. 

And in one glorious union 
The nations shall unite, 
Enjoying sweet communion, 
' And glory in tl>e right. 



COLUMBIA, LAND OF THE FREE. 



Columbia, land of the free. 

Home of the noble braves, 
Who swore a hundred years ago 
They'd be no longer slaves. 
A hundred years ago, 

They rose up in their might, 
To perish by the foe. 
Or triumph in the right. 

Columl)ia, land of the free. 

In spite of scoffer's sneers. 
Thou hast maintained tin- liberty. 
And liv'd a hundred years. 

A hundred years have pass'd, 

By thee improv'd so well, 
That all the nations haste 

Thy children's eheers.to swell. 



Columbia, bid tliy children raise 

Their voices high to-day^ 
Deeds of their uoble sires to praise. 
Wlio long have pass'd away 

From earth to homes above, 
In realms of endless light. 
Where all is peace and love. 
And foes with foes unite. 

Columbia, bid thy children raise 

Their voices high to-day, 
Tlte great preserving power to praise ; 
And pray Him speed the day 

When earth, like Heaven above. 

Shall l:>e from error free. 
And rul'd by eternal love 
All shall united be. 

Then nations shall no longer learn 

The cruel art of war, 
Nor shall mankind with envy burn 
Each other's works to mar ; 

But all shall dwell in peace. 

Like that in Heaven above, 
From earth all wars shall cease- 
Hate be destroy'd by love. 

Oh ! haste the time, Oh, Lord, 

The nations all unite ; 
Control them by thy word, and bid 
The might be with the right. 

We praise thee, Lord, to-day, 

For all thy mercies past. 
And for Columbia pray ; 
Lord, keep her still steadfast. 



May she a model be, we pray, 
Throughout all comiug time. 
To lead the nations up till they 
Perfections heights shall climb. 
To this end, Lord, create 

A Are that shall consume 
Corruption in each State, 
Oblivion be its tomb. 

Then shall Columbia rise and shine, ^ 

A light to ev'ry nation ; 
Nor shall she through all coming time, 
Know want or desolation. 

Her people all sh-all be 

With peace and plenty crown 'd, 
Nor want or misery 
In all her land be found. 



COLUMBIA. THE HOPE OF THE WORLD. 

Ring out ! ye merry bells, ring out ! 

For joy let all the people shout, 

A hundred years have pass'd away 

Since Columbia's natal day ; 

A hundred years with dangers rife 

Tenaciously she's clung to life ; 

A hundred years ago to-day 

She rous'd her for the coming fray. 

In spite of tyrant's scoffs and sneers. 
She has survived a hundred years ; 
Without a rival now she stands 
A beacon light to other lands. 



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Colulnbia'^s foe?;, where are they now? 
They've! died, or changed their minds, I trow 
And now in her centennial year, 
All natio)is come to swell the cheer. 
I Her sons and daughters meet to raise 
Her many glorious deeds to ]>raise) ; 
They come with trophies to adorn 
The brow of hex they once did scorn. 

In spite of tyrant's scotts and sneers, 
She has surviv'd a hundred years ; 
Without a rival now she stands 
A beacon light to other lands. 

They come from every land on earth 

To celebrate Columbia's birth, 

From north and south, from east and west. 

Upon her hallow'd soil to rest ; 

To glory in her growing fame, 

And add new lustre to her name ; 

To help to swell her nation's cheers, 

And crown her Queen of a hundred years. 
In spite of tyrant's scoffs and sneers, 
She has surviv'd a hundred years; 
Without a rival now she stands 
' A beacon light to other lands. 

Oh shout, ye people, shout for joy. 

Let Freedom's praise your pow'rs employ, 

For Freedom's spirit 'tis that 's borne 

Columbia safe through ev'ry storm. 

Right nobly has she held her course. 

Borne onward with resistless force 

Of Freedom's mighty spirit, till 

Her glorious fame the world doth fill. 



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lu spite of tyrant's scoffs aud sneer? 
She shall survive a thousand years 
Without a rival now she stands 
A beacon light to other lands. 



THE GREAT CENTENNIAL ANTHEM. 



'T is done ; the great transaction 's done ; 

The battles have been fought and won. 

Columbia's triumph is complete ; 

To honor her the nations meet; 

They come her brow to crown, 

And add to her renown ; 

To listen to her story, 

And in her fame to glory ; 

To help to swell her nation's cheers, 

And crown her Q.ueen of a hundred years. 

Awake ! awake ! tlie glorious song, 

And let its echoes roll abong ; 

O'er ev'ry land, o'er ev'ry sea. 

Ring out the triumphs of the free. 

Let ocean unto ocean roar, 

Their praises sound on ev'ry shore, 

Bid the nations all rejoice. 

With cheerful heart and voice. 

To swell Columbia's children's cheerii, 

And crown her Queen of a hundred years. 



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Triumphaut now her banner waves. 
Thank God ! no longer over slaves : 
But proudly now, o'er land and sea, 
It waves, just emblem of the free. 
The vict'ry is, indeed, complete. 
And proudly now the nations meet 
Upon her soil, to share her glory, 
Spread abroad her wondrous story : 
Their voices add to swell her cheers, 
And crown her <^ueen of a hundred years. 

Triumphant since, her banner waves, 

Thank God ! no longer over slaves. 

Since her triumph is complete, 

Proudly all the nations meet. 

To honor her for her success, 

And glory in her righteousness. 

God grant her grace, we pray, 

That she may, day by day, 

Onward and upward her course pursue. 

To Freedom, Truth and Justice true. 



COLUMBIA'S SONG OF T RIUMPH. FOR 1876, 

Awake ! awake ! to-daj', the song ; 

Let music roil in waves along. 

From ]Maine to California's coast. 

Awaken Freedom's mighty host. 

Let all in retrospection view 

The scenes Columbia has passed through ; 

Behold the victories she has won 

In the century now just done. 

Chorus — To-day let Freedom's song arise 
In triumph upward to the skies. 



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Awake, to-day, sweet freedom's song, 
Let music sweet be borne along 
Upon the wings of every breeze 
That sweeps across the inland seas 
Of fair Columbia's broad domain. 
From mountain, valley, hill and plain, 
Let freedom's song of triumph rise. 
In grandeur swelling to the sl\;ies. 

Chorus — To-day let Freedom's song arise 
In triumph upward to the skies. 

From every stream or brooklet flowing. 
Past fields where grass or grain is growing. 
Where forest wave and flowers bloom. 
And till the air with sweet perfume; 
Where grows the Cottonwood and pine, 
Where delves the miner in the mine ; 
From all let Freedom's song arise. 
As grateful incense, to the skies. 

Chorus — To-day let Freedom's song arise 
In triumph upward to the skies. 

Where rolls her commerce to the seas. 
Borne by the force of steam or breeze ; 
Where in her shops, or oh her soil, 
Her .sons and daughters daily toil, 
Within Columbia's broad domain. 
From all these, let the glad refrain 
<^f freedom's joyous song ring out ; 
For joy let all the people shout. 

Chorus — To-day let Freedom's song arise 
In triumph upward to the skies. 



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Where swiftly speeds along the track. 
The iron horse, from out whose stack 
The smoke and soot streams on the air, 
Let Freedom's song wake echo there. 
Where grows the orange and the lime, 
Columbia, in thj' southern clime, 
God grant thej^, too, learn Freedom's song, 
And help the right to conquer wrong. 

Chorus — From all let Freedom's. song arise, 
To-day, in triumph to the skies. 

Let North and .South their voices Idend ; 
To-day let all our bickerings end, 
And all who breathe, in all thy lands, 
Be bound in friendship's holy bands. 
Let love thy people all unite — 
Columbia to sustain the right — 
Then in a hundred years from now. 
There'll he more cause for joy, we trow. 

Chorus — And Freedom's joyous song shall rise 
From all the world to blending skies. 



THE GREAT CENTENNIAL SHOW 



Oh, is n't this a grand affair, 

This great Centennial Show 
They have at Philadelphia, 

Where all the nations go ? 
From England, France and Germany, 

From Italy and Spain, 
They come to Philadelphia, 

Acro.ss the wat'ry main, 



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Chorus — With us to sing Columbia's praise, 
Aud wonder at her story, 
And pray, through all her coming days, 
She may increase in glory. 

From Eussia, too, and Austria, 

From Sweden and Denmark, 
They come to see Columbia, 

Her vast improvements mark. 
From Egypt, too, in Africa, 

Frora China and Japan, 
From Greece they come, and Turkey, 

And far off Hindoostan, 

Chorus — With us to sing Columbia's praise, 
And wonder at her story. 
And pray, through all her coming days, 
She may increase in glory. 

In fact, from all the world 

This year the nations come ; 
Their flags are all unfurl'd 

Within Columbia's home. 
From all the islands of the seas 

To Philadelphia they, 
Borne thitherward by steam and breeze, 

This year have made their way, 

Chorus — With us to sing Columbia's praise, 
And wonder at her story, 
And pray, through all her coming days 
She may increase in glory. 



If) 

oil, wliat would our forefathers say, 

And our foreniothers, too. 
If they eould only go this day 

The wondi'ous show to view. 
Tliey 'd scarcely know Columbia, 

With all lier modern styles. 
Her railroads and telegrai)hs, 

80 uaany thousand miles. 

Chorus — Hut they would shout, iind sing her praise, 
And wonder at her story, 
And pray God, tlirough all coming days, 
To still increase her glory. 

Perhaps tliey "d wonder some to see 

The banners of the world, 
All gathered there upon this day. 

In Friendship's cause unfurl'd. 
They might be puzzled some to hear 

The various nations talk, 
As, up and down eacli thoroughfare, 

With varied grace, they walk. 

Chokl'S — But they would sing Columbia's praise, 
And triumph in her story, 
And pray God, through all coming days, 
To still increase her glory. 

Say, shall we show less zeal than they 
Would show if they were here ? 

Upon this glad Centennial day 
Let none forbear to cheer, 



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And glory that a hundred years 

Have pass'd in safety now, 
And all the nations come, with cheers, 

To crown Columbia's brow. 

Chorus — Then let all join to sing her praise, 
And triumph in her story, 
And pray God, through all coming days 
To still increase her glory. 



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