Rise, rise! Oh Patriots, rise!
Let waiting millions see!
What courage thrills, what faith inspires
The Nation of the Free!
Hail, brothers in a common cause!
True to your birthright stand!
The Constitution and the Laws
Must know no Vandal hand.
Let foreign foes invidious gaze,
To see our light expire;
They’ll shrink in awe before the blaze
Of Freedom’s deathless fire.
Hark! how the hymns of glory swell
Above our fathers’ graves!
Th’ unfaltering men of Seventy-Six
Begot no race of slaves.
The blood that bought our sacred right
Still in their lineage runs;
No tribute gold, no traitor’s might
Shall wrest it from their sons.
Shade of heroic Washington!
Still guard our Native Land!
Rebuke, rebuke each wavering one,
Direct each ardent hand!
Oh, mother of a matchless race!
Hear our united cry!
’Tis noble in your cause to live,
And nobler still to die!
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The Stars and Stripes.
Copied by permission of RUSSELL & PATEE, Music Publishers,
61 Court street, Boston, owners of the copyright.
Rally round the flag, boys-
Give it to the breeze!
That’s the banner _we_ love,
On the land and seas.
Brave hearts are under it;
Let the _Traitors_ brag;
Gallant lads, fire away!
And fight for the flag.
_Their_ flag is but a rag--
Ours is the _true_ one;
Up with the Stars and Stripes!
Down with the new one!
Let our colors fly, boys--
Guard them day and night;
For Victory is Liberty,
And God will bless the Right.
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The “Mud-Sills” Greeting.