"Fly," shout-ed they, "fly, he who can!

King Montezuma their loud shouts proclaim, The city rings with their new sovereign's name; The banished queen declares he is her son,

Though Liberty shall soon, indignant, raise Red on the hills his beacon's comet blaze; Bid from on high his lonely cannon sound, And on ten thousand hearths his shout rebound; His larum-bell from village-tower to tower Swing on the astounded ear its dull undying roar; 1820.]