T?i sormds nearly parted my heart-st .r?. aseum? thought I should bee my dear sheph?tl no mow But soon an express all my sorrow SU?l?nded, B?yyy thanks to the Father of mercies ascended, shep.herd was safe, and my country defended, freedora's brave sons on the banks of Champlain I wip'd from my bye the big tear that had started, And hasten'd the stows to my iraran.re to he?r, Who sigh'd for the loss of relations departed, And wept at the tidings that banish'd their cam. 'l? cannons now ceased, tim drums still were Imaiing, The foes of our country far north were retreating, The neighb'ring damsels each other were greeting, With songs of delight on the banks of Champlain. Our squadron triumphant, our army vietorions, With laurels unfaded, our Spartans mttwn'd; M? oyes never dwelt on t: seene half s? glorious, My heart with aueh rapture before n?ver Imm'& But Sandy, my darling, that moment appea?g, Hi? prosenc0 to every countenance cheering, Was render'd to me more doubly endearing, By feats he perform'd on the banks of Champlain. But should smiling peace, with her blem?ni and tm? Soon visit tim plains of Columbia again, What pen can dese;ibe the 0mapturing pleasure, That I shall experience through life wit? my swninJ J'or then no wild savage will come to alarm us, ' l?Ior wo?e British foes send the? minions to tmnn us, But nature and art will continue to charm ns, ? happy we .live .qn the banks of Champlain. 'ODE---?v0r tle ?Vourth of J'u?l, 1??. To the sages wko spoke--to the horoes wire bted-- To tim, day, and tim d?d?ko thru ?? ? glo, Google
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