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Presented by George Willig, No. 171 Chesnut Street, Philad'a.--Copyright secured. [Illustration: Des Bourbons c'est la chu te Dit la Li-ber-te Leur scep-tre dans la lut-te Mes mains l'ont bri se; J'ai chas- 'Tis the last of the Bourbons Shouts freedom with joy, As her legions in triumph Be-fore her de-ploy, And the se de ma lan ce, Le cou-pa-ble roi, Et j'ai ren-du la France, Mai-tres-se de soi. throne of the des-pot Is dashed at her feet, Which her men in coarse blouses, With Mar-seillaise greet. _Ad. lib._] [Illustration: Vi-ve, vi-ve, vi-ve la Li-ber-te! Vi-ve, vi-ve, vi-ve la Li-ber-te! Hur-rah! hur-rah! hur-rah! for Li-ber-ty! Hur-rah! hur-rah! hur-rah! for Li-ber-ty! Tempo. CHORUS. A-bas les ty-rans! A-bas les ty-rans! Vi-ve, vi-ve, vi-ve la Li-ber-te! Ty-rants shall no more our coun-try con-trol! Hur-rah! hur-rah! hur-rah! for Li-ber-ty!] II. Oh thou spirit of lightning That movest the French From the hands of the tyrant, The sceptre to wrench. Thou no more wilt be cheated But keep under arms Till the sway thou upholdest Is free from alarms! Hurrah! hurrah! &c. II. J'entends gronder la foudre Des braves Francais Ils ont reduit en poudre Le siege des forfaits. Leurs eclairs epouvantent Les rois etrangers Dont les glaives tourmentent Des coeurs opprimes. Vive, vive, &c. III. Tis too late for an Infant To govern a land Which a tyrant long practiced Has failed to command. For the men of fair Gallia At home will be free, And extend independence To lands o'er the sea! Hurrah! hurrah! &c. III. Desormais soyez sages Restez tous armes Protegeant vos suffrages Et vos droits sacres. Comblez l'espoir unique De France! en avant! Vive la Republique! A bas les tyrans! Vive, vive, &c. TO AN ISLE OF THE SEA.[15] BY MRS. J. W. MERCUR. Bright Isle of the Ocean, and gem of the sea, Thou art stately and fair as an island can be, With thy clifts tow'ring upward, thy valleys outspread, And thy fir-crested hills, where the mountain deer tread, So crowned with rich verdure, so kissed by each ray Of the day-god that mounts on and upward his way, While thy wild rushing torrent, thy streams in their flow, Reflect the high archway of heaven below,
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