Oh! may your courage still triumphant rise,
Exalt the "lion banner" to the skies!
Transcend the fairest names in history's page,
The brightest actions of a former age;
The reign of Freedom let your arms restore,
And bid oppression fall—to rise no more!
Then soon returning to your native isle,
May love and beauty hail you with their smile;
For you may conquest weave th' undying wreath.
And fame and glory's voice the song of rapture breathe!
Ah! when shall mad ambition cease to rage!
Ah! when shall war his demon-wrath assuage!
When, when, supplanting discord's iron reign,
Shall mercy wave her olive-wand again!
Not till the despot's dread career is closed.
And might restrain'd and tyranny deposed!
Return, sweet Peace, ethereal form benign!
Fair blue-eyed seraph! balmy power divine!
Descend once more! thy hallow'd blessings bring,
Wave thy bright locks, and spread thy downy wing!
Luxuriant plenty, laughing in thy train,
Shall crown with glowing stores the desert-plain:
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