The ARCHERS March.
I
Sound, sound the Musick, sound it,
Let Hills and Dales rebound it,
Let Hills and Dales rebound it,
In Praise of Archery.
It's Origin Divine is,
The Practice brave and fine is,
Which gen'rously inclines us
To guard our Liberty.
II
Art by the Gods imployed,
By which Heroes enjoyed,
By which Heroes enjoyed
The Wreaths of Victory.
The Deity of Parnassus,
The God of soft Caresses,
Diana and her Lasses
Delight in Archery.
III
See, see yon Bow extended!
'Tis Jove himself that bends it.
'Tis Jove himself that bends it,
O'er Clouds on high it glows.
All Nations,
Turks
and
Parthians
,
The
Tartars
and the
Scythians
The
Arabs, Moors
and
Indians
,
With Bravery draw their Bows.
IV
Our own true Records tell us,
That none cou'd e'er excell us,
That none cou'd e'er excell us,
In martial Archery.
With Shafts our Sires engaging,
Oppos'd the
Romans
Raging,
Defeat the fierce
Norwegian
,
And spared few
Danes
to flee.
V
Witness the
Largs
and
Loncartie
,
Dunkeld
and
Aberlemno
,
Dunkeld
and
Aberlemno
,
Rosline
and
Bannockburn
.
The
Chiviots
, . . . all the Border,
Where Bowmen in brave Order,
Told Enemies, if furder
They mov'd, they'd ne'er return.
VI
Sound, sound the Musick, sound it,
Let Hills and Dales rebound it,
Let Hills and Dales rebound it,
In Praise of Archery.
Us'd as a Game it pleases,
The Mind to Joy it raises,
And throws off all Diseases
Of lazy Luxury.
VII
Now, now our Care beguiling,
When all the Year looks smiling,
When all the Year looks smiling
With healthful Harmony.
The Sun in Glory glowing,
With Morning Dew bestowing
Sweet Fragrance, Life and Growing
To Flowers and every Tree.
VIII
'Tis now the Archers royal,
An hearty Band and loyal,
An hearty Band and loyal,
That in just Thoughts agree,
Appear in ancient Bravery,
Despising all base Knavery,
Which tends to bring in Slavery
Souls worthy to live free.
IX
Sound, sound the Musick, sound it,
Fill up the Glass and round wi't,
Fill up the Glass and round wi't:
Health and Prosperity
To our Great CHIEF and Officers,
To our President and Counsellors;
To all who, like their brave Forbears,
Delight in Archery.