THE CUMBERLAND. Thy flag, that is rent in twain, Shall be one again, And without a seam. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. The Banner of the Stars. HURRAH! boys, hurrah! fling our banner to the breeze! Let the enemies of freedom see its folds again unfurled. And down with the pirates that scorn upon the seas Our victorious Yankee banner, sign of Freedom to the World! CHORUS. We'll never have a new flag, for ours is the true flag, The true flag, the true flag, the Red, White, and Blue flag. Hurrah! boys, hurrah! we will carry to the wars The old flag, the free flag, the Banner of the Stars. And what tho' its white shall be crimsoned with our blood? And what tho' its stripes shall be shredded in the storms? To the torn flag, the worn flag, we'll keep our promise good, And we'll bear the starry blue field, with gallant hearts and arms. - CHO. THE BANNER OF THE STARS. Then, cursed be he who would strike our Starry Flag! May the God of Hosts be with us, as we smite the traitor down! And cursed be he who would hesitate or lag Till the dear flag, the fair flag, with Victory we crown. — CHO -R. W. Raymond. When This Cruel War Is Over. DEAREST love, do you remember When we last did meet, How you told me that you loved me Oh, how proud you stood before me When you vowed to me and country CHORUS. Weeping sad and lonely, When this cruel war is over, Praying that we meet again. When the summer breeze is sighing Or when autumn leaves are falling, Sadly breathes the song. Oft in dreams I see thee lying Lonely, wounded, even dying, Calling, but in vain. — CHO. WHEN THIS CRUEL WAR IS OVER. If, amid the din of battle, Nobly you should fall, Far away from those who love you, Who would whisper words of comfort, Who would soothe your pain? Ah, the many cruel fancies Ever in my brain ! — CHO. But our country called you, darling, While our nation's sons are fighting, We can only pray. Nobly strike for God and country, Let all nations see How we love the starry banner, Emblem of the free. - CHO. |