At last that Cherub from the skies, (Our nature meant to humanize) And sway, without a king or crown, Philosophy, from heaven came down. Adorn'd with all her native charms She clasp'd her offspring in her arms, In hope the mists of night to chase And hold them in her fond embrace. She, only she, for virtue warm Dissolved the spell and broke the charm, That bade mankind their hands imbue In blood, to please the scheming few. Arm'd with a dart of fire and love She left the seats and courts above, And her celestial power display'd Not to compel, but to persuade. The moment she had whirl'd her sling Each trembling war-hawk droop'd his wing: They saw that reason's game was won, They saw the trade of tyrants done: And all was calm--she saw, well pleased, The havoc done, the tumult ceased, She saw her throne was now adored, She saw the reign of peace restored, And said, 'I leave you--pray, be wise! 'I'm on a visit to the skies, 'Let incense on my altars burn 'And you'll be blest till I return.' But sad reverse!--when out of sight The fiends of darkness watch'd her flight-- What she had built, they soon displaced, Her temples burn'd, her tracks effaced. Their force they join'd, to quench her flame, A thousand ghastly legions came To blast the blossom in the bud And retrograde to chains and blood. The people--to be bought and sold, Were still the prize they wish'd to hold;-- All peasants, soldiers, sailors, slaves, The common sink of rogues and knaves. Yet, nature must her circle run-- Can they arrest the rising sun? Prevent his warm reviving ray, Or shade the influence of the day? If Europe to the yoke returns, Columbia at the idea spurns-- Let Britain wield barbarian rage We meet her here, through every stage. In vain her navy spreads its sails, The strength of mind at last prevails; And reason! thy prodigious power Has brought it to its closing hour. Appeal to arms henceforth should cease, And man might learn to live in peace; No kings with iron hearts should reign, To seize old ocean's free domain. Americans! would you conspire To extinguish this increasing fire? Would you, so late from fetters freed, Join party in so base a deed? Would you dear freedom sacrifice, Bid navies on the ocean rise, Be bound by military laws, And all, to aid a tyrant's cause? Oh, no! but should all shame forsake, And gratitude her exit make, Could you, as thousands say you can, Desert the common cause of man? A curse would on your efforts wait Old british sway to reinstate; No hireling hosts could force a crown Nor keep the bold republic down: The rising race, combined once more, Would honor to our cause restore, And in your doom and downfall seal Such woes as wicked kings shall feel.