. American war ballads and lyrics: a collection of the songs and ballads of the colonial wars, the revolution, the war of 1812-15, the war with Mexico, and the civil war . brothers ! rally for the right !The bravest of the braveSends forth her ringing battle-cry Beside the Atlantic wave !She leads the way in honors path ; Come brothers, near and far,Come rally round the Bonnie Blue FlagThat bears a single star ! We ve borne the Yankee trickery, The Yankee gibe and sneer,Till Yankee insolence and pride Know neither shame nor fear ;But ready now with shot and steel Their brazen front to mar,We h
. American war ballads and lyrics: a collection of the songs and ballads of the colonial wars, the revolution, the war of 1812-15, the war with Mexico, and the civil war . brothers ! rally for the right !The bravest of the braveSends forth her ringing battle-cry Beside the Atlantic wave !She leads the way in honors path ; Come brothers, near and far,Come rally round the Bonnie Blue FlagThat bears a single star ! We ve borne the Yankee trickery, The Yankee gibe and sneer,Till Yankee insolence and pride Know neither shame nor fear ;But ready now with shot and steel Their brazen front to mar,We hoist aloft the Bonnie Blue Flag That bears a single Now Georgia marches to the front, And close beside her comeHer sisters by the Mexique Sea, With pealing trump and drum ;Till answering back from hill and glen The rallying cry afar,A Nation hoists the Bonnie Blue Flag That bears a single star ! By every stone in Charleston Bay, By each beleaguered swear to rest not, night nor day, But hunt the tyrants down !Till bathed in valors holy blood The gazing world afarShall greet with shouts the Bonnie Blue Flag That bears the cross and star ! [Southern.]. THE STRIPES AND THE STARS. By EDNA DEAN PROCTOR. O STAR-SPANGLED BANNER! the flag of oipride !Though trampled by traitors and basely defied,Fling out to the glad winds your red, white, and blue,For the heart of the Northland 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!Heres welcome to wounding and combat and scarsAnd the glory of death—for the Stripes and the Stars ! From prairie, O ploughman ! speed boldly away—There s seed to be sown in Gods furrows to-day !Row landward, lone fisher ! stout woodman come home !Let smith leave his anvil and weaver his hamlet and city ring loud with the cry: For God and our country we 11 fight till we die !Here s welcome to wounding and combat and scarsAnd the glory of death—for the Stripe
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