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And rides at last where firm and fast
Her own Gibraltar towers!

The good ship Union's voyage is o'er,
At anchor safe she swings,

And loud and clear with cheer on cheer
Her joyous welcome rings:

Hurrah! Hurrah! it shakes the wave,

It thunders on the shore,

One flag, one land, one heart, one hand,
One Nation, evermore!

O. W. Holmes.

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CCCXLII.

THE STRIPES AND THE STARS..

STAR Spangled Banner! the Flag of our pride!
Though trampled by traitors and basely defied,
Fling out to the glad winds your Red, White, and Blue,
For the heart of the North-land is beating for you!
And her strong arm is nerving to strike with a will
Till the foe and his boastings are humbled and still!
Here's welcome to wounding and combat and scars
And the glory of death — for the Stripes and the Stars!

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From prairie, O ploughman! speed boldly away
There's seed to be sown in God's furrows to-day -
Row landward, lone fisher! stout woodman, come home!
Let smith leave his anvil and weaver his loom,
And hamlet and city ring loud with the cry,

"For God and our country we'll fight till we die !
Here's welcome to wounding and combat and scars
And the glory of death for the Stripes and the Stars!"

Invincible Banner! the Flag of the Free!

O, where treads the foot that would falter for thee?
Or the hands to be folded, till triumph is won

And the eagle looks proud, as of old, to the sun?

Give tears for the parting

a murmur of prayer

Then Forward! the fame of our standard to share!
With welcome to wounding and combat and scars

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O God of our Fathers! this Banner must shine
Where battle is hottest, in warfare divine!

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The cannon has thundered, the bugle has blown,
We fear not the summons we fight not alone!
O, lead us, till wide from the Gulf to the Sea
The land shall be sacred to Freedom and Thee!
With love, for oppression; with blessing, for scars —
One Country-one Banner

the Stripes and the Stars!

E. D. Proctor.

CCCXLIII.

WHO'S READY?

GOD help us! Who's ready? There's danger before!

Who's armed and who's mounted? The foe's at the door!

The smoke of his cannon hangs black o'er the plain;
His shouts ring exultant while counting our slain;
And northward and northward he presses his line,
Who's ready? O, forward! - for yours and for mine!

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No halting, no discord, the moments are Fates;
To shame or to glory they open the gates!
There's all we hold dearest to lose or to win
The web of the future to-day we must spin;
And bid the hours follow with knell or with chime!
Who's ready? O, forward! - while yet there is time!

Lead armies or councils, be soldier a-field,
Alike, so your valor is Liberty's shield!

Alike, so you strike when the bugle-notes call,
For Country, for Fireside, for Freedom to All!
The blows of the boldest will carry the day,

Who's ready? O, forward!—there's death in delay!

Earth's noblest are praying, at home and o'er sea,
"God keep the great nation united and free!"
Her tyrants watch, eager to leap at our life,
If once we should falter or faint in the strife;
Our trust is unshaken, though legions assail,-
Who's ready? O, forward! — and Right shall prevail.

Who's ready? "All ready!" undaunted we cry ;
"For Country, for Freedom, we'll fight till we die ;
No traitor, at midnight, shall pierce us in rest;
No alien, at noonday, shall stab us abreast;
The God of our Fathers is guiding us still, -
All forward! we're ready,

and conquer we will!”

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eye could pierce our vast expanse, His ear could hear our morning songs,

His mind, amid our mystic dance,

Could follow all our myriad throngs.

"Send him to us! No martyr's soul,

No hero slain in righteous wars,
No raptured saint could e'er control
A holier welcome from the stars."

Take him, ye stars! Take him on high
To your vast realms of boundless space;
But once he turned from you to try

His name on martial scrolls to trace.

That once was when his country's call
Said danger to her flag was nigh;

And then her banner's stars dimmed all
The radiant lights which gemmed the sky.

Take him, loved orbs! His country's life,-
Freedom for all, - for these he wars;

For these he welcomed bloody strife,
And followed in the wake of Mars.

W. F. Williams.

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CCCXLV.

WAR SONG.

DEDICATED TO THE MASSACHUSETTS REGIMENTS.

P with the Flag of the Stripes and the Stars! Gather together from plough and from loom! Hark to the signal! the music of wars Sounding for tyrants and traitors their doom. March, march, march, march!

Brothers unite rouse in your might,

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For Justice and Freedom, for God and the Right!

Down with the foe to the land and the laws!

Marching together our country to save,

God shall be with us to strengthen our cause, Nerving the heart and the hand of the brave. March, march, march, march!

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For Justice and Freedom, for God and the Right!

Flag of the Free! under thee will we fight, Shoulder to shoulder, our face to the foe;

Death to all traitors, and God for the Right! Singing this song as to battle we go:

March, march, march, march!

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For Justice and Freedom, for God and the Right!

Land of the Free- that our fathers of old, Bleeding together, cemented in blood

Give us thy blessing, as brave and as bold, Standing like one, as our ancestors stood

We march, march, march, march !
Conquer or fall! Hark to the call:
Justice and Freedom for one and for all!

Chain of the slave we have suffered so long -
Striving together thy links we will break!
Hark! for God hears us, as echoes our song,
Sounding the cry to make Tyranny quake:

March, march, march, march!

Conquer or fall! Rouse to the call
Justice and Freedom for one and for all!

Workmen, arise! There is work for us now; Ours the red ledger for bayonet pen ;

Sword be our hammer, and cannon our plough; Liberty's loom must be driven by men.

March, march, march, march!

Freemen we fight, roused in our might,

For Justice and Freedom, for God and the Right.

W. W. Story

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