In a chariot of light from the regions of day,
The Goddess of Liberty came;
Ten thousand celestials directed the way,
And hither conducted the dame.
A fair budding branch from the gardens above,
Where millions and millions agree,
She brought in her hand, as a pledge of her love,
And the plant is named, Liberty Tree.
The celestial exotic stuck deep in the ground,
Like a native it flourish'd and bore,
The fame of its fruit drew nations around,
To seek out this peaceable shore.
Unmindful of names or distinctions they came,
For freeman and brothers agree,
With one spirit [indeed], they one friendship pursued,
And their temple was Liberty Tree.
Beneath this fair tree, like the patriarchs of old,
Their bread in contentment they eat,
Unvex'd with the troubles of silver and gold,
The cares of the grand and the great.
With timber and tar they Old England supply'd,
And supported her power on the sea;
Her battles they fought, without getting a groat,
For the honour of Liberty Tree,
But hear, O ye swains, ('tis a tale most profane)
How all the tyrannical powers,
King, Commons, and Lords, are uniting amain,
To cut down this guardian of ours;
From the east to the west, blow the trumpet to arms,
Tho' the land let the sound of it flee,
Let the far and the near—all unite with a cheer,
In the defence of our Liberty Tree.
Source: The Pennsylvania Ledger, August 12, 1775.