Seventy-Six.

The clarion call of liberty

Rings on the startled gales!

The rising hills reverberate

The rising of the vales!

Through all the land the thrilling shout

Swift as an arrow goes!

Columbia's champions arm and out

To battle with her foes!

The bugle-song of victory

Is vocal in the air!

The strains, by warrior-voices breathed,

Are echoed by the fair!

The eagle, with the wreath, blood-bought,

Soars proudly to the sun,

Proclaiming the “good fight is fought,

And the great victory won!”