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Come brothers, rouse, let's hurry out To see our honored guest: For lo! in every street they shout, "Brave Harry of the West!"
The city now is all awake, And in her laurels dressed, And voices make the welkin shake For Harry of the West.
The women, too, and children sweet, Are singing with the rest, And weaving garlands in the street, For Harry of the West.
Old Broadway now is all alive, And every heart seems blest As th' word goes round, "he'll soon arrive, Brave Harry of the West."
Behold! the aged statesman comes! In highest honors dressed; No conq'ring hero ever shone, Like Harry of the West.
Nor shall a party feeling dare To raise one narrow test, But all shall in the tribute share, To Harry of the West.
For th' glorious day is coming near, When wrong shall be redressed, And freedom's star shine bright and clear On Harry of the West.
Then hail! all hail! thrice-honor'd sage, Our most distinguished guest! We'll venerate thy good old age, Brave Harry of the West! |
John W. Hutchinson. "Welcome to Harry of the West." Music: John W. Hutchinson. Lyrics: Jesse Hutchinson, Jr. First line of text: "Come brothers, rouse, let's hurry out To see our honored guest." New York: C. Holt, Jr. 1848.
Alan Lewis, October 13, 2002
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