The Hero Statesman.

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Tune — "The Campbells are coming."

He comes from the West, in the strength of his name,
The favoured of song, and hero of fame;
He's the people's own choice, and his resting shall be
At the side of the brave and the hearts of the free.
No more in the shade of retirement he's laid,
Where the warrior's plume rests with his chivalrous blade;
For his country demands his true service again,
To protect with his sword, and defend with his pen.
He comes from the West in the strength of his name,
The favoured of song, and hero in fame;
He's the people's own choice, and his resting shall be
At the side of the brave in the hearts of the free.

Though gray be his locks, there's a fire in his eye,
That flashes in scorn when a foeman is nigh;
To the poor and oppressed who his kindness implore,
He never in scorn shuts his hand nor his door.
Then hail to the hero who merits our thanks,
To the statesman who lives on Ohio's green banks;

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For the banner of freedom that floats to the breeze,
Shall ne'er be dishonoured on land nor on sea.
He comes from the West, &c.

When joined with the wise and engaged with the great
To act for his country in councils of state.
No traitor unscathed shall escape from his hand
The boldest he'll sweep from a place in the land.
Though dastards reville, and though cowards defame,
They dim not the glory of Harrison's name;
And louder and broader our plaudits shall rise
For the hero so bold, for the statesman so wise.
He comes from the West, &c.