. 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 . he flowers of love and immortal youth. And the tender heart-tokens of all true ruth—And the everlasting victory ! And the breath and bliss of Liberty ; And the loving kiss of Liberty ; And the welcoming light of heavenly eyes, And the over-calm of Gods canopy ; And the infinite love-span of the skies That cover the valleys of Paradise— For all of the brave who rest with thee ; And for one and all who died with thee, And now
. 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 . he flowers of love and immortal youth. And the tender heart-tokens of all true ruth—And the everlasting victory ! And the breath and bliss of Liberty ; And the loving kiss of Liberty ; And the welcoming light of heavenly eyes, And the over-calm of Gods canopy ; And the infinite love-span of the skies That cover the valleys of Paradise— For all of the brave who rest with thee ; And for one and all who died with thee, And now sleep side by side with thee ; And for every one who lives and dies, On the solid land or the heaving sea, Dear warrior-boy—like thee. Vol. II. 34 :©oi2 JSrittan VIII. O the victory—the victory Belongs to thee !God ever keeps the brightest crown for such as thou— He gives it now to thee !O young and brave, and early and thrice blest— Thrice, thrice, thrice blest!Thy country turns once more to kiss thy youthful brow,And takes thee—gently—gently to her breast ;And whispers lovingly, God bless thee—bless theenow— My darling, thou shalt rest! v>. THE CUMBERLAND. By H. W. AT anchor in Hampton Roads we lay,On board the Cumberland sloop of war,And at times from the fortress across the bayThe alarm of drums swept a bugle blastFrom the camp on shore. Then far away to the south uprose A little feather of snow-white smoke,And we knew^ that the iron ship of our foesWas steadily steering its courseTo try the forceOf our ribs of oak. 35 36 tlbe CumberlanD Dowu upon us heavily runs, Silent and sullen, the floating comes a pufF of smoke from her guns,And leaps the terrible death,With fiery breath,From each open port. We are not idle but send her straight Defiance back in a full broadside !As hail rebounds from a roof of slateRebounds our heavier hailFrom each iron scaleOf the monsters hide. Strike your flag ! the rebel cries, In his arrog
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