Part 7 (1/2)

We love each tattered rag Of that old war-rent flag Of Liberty!

Flag of great Was.h.i.+ngton!

Flag of brave Anderson!

Flag of each mother's son Who dares be free!

O G.o.d, our banner save!

Make it for ages waves!

G.o.d save our flag!

Preserve its honor pure, Unstained may it endure, And keep our freedom sure; G.o.d save our flag!

Edward Hopper.

_April, 1861._

RALLY SONG

THE BANNER.

Soldier, hast thou halted,-- Shrinking from the foe,-- Friendless, beaten, taunted, Helpless in thy woe?

Rally to the standard!

G.o.d shall surely win!

With Him thou shall triumph Over Death and Sin!

THE WHITE.

Hast thou stumbled, fallen?

Have they pa.s.sed thee by?

In the filth, despairing, Have they let thee lie?

Up! rise up, and follow Yonder folds of white!

Thou shalt share their brightness, Triumph in their light!

THE BLUE.

Dost thou feel the darkness Near the gates of death?

Dost thou shrink in terror At its icy breath?

Lo! the flag is o'er thee With its field of blue!

It shall guide thee homewards!

Man, thy G.o.d is true!

THE RED CROSS.

Is the conflict bitter?