Philip Freneau - The Volunteer’s March 汉译

Ye, whom Washington has led,

Ye, who in his footsteps tread,

Ye, who death nor danger dread,

  Haste to glorious victory.

Now’s the day and now’s the hour;

See the British navy lour,

See approach proud George’s power,

  England! chains and slavery.

Who would be a traitor knave?

Who would fill a coward’s grave?

Who so base to be a slave?

  Traitor, coward, turn and flee.

Meet the tyrants, one and all;

Freemen stand, or freemen fall—

At Columbia’s patriot call,

  At her mandate, march away!

Former times have seen them yield,

Seen them drove from every field,

Routed ruin’d and repell’d—

  Seize the spirit of those times!

By oppression’s woes and pains—

By our sons in servile chains

We will bleed from all our veins

  But they shall b—shall be free.

O’er the standard of their power

Bid Columbia’s eagle tower,

Give them hail in such a shower

  As shall blast them—horse and man!

Lay the proud invaders low,

Tyrants fall in every foe;

Liberty’s in every blow,

  Forward! Let us do or die.