the flag of Fort Sumter. “We have humbled the Flag of the United States.” [Gov. Pickens. Our banner humbled!--when it flew Above the band that fought so well, And not, till hope's last ray withdrew, Before the traitors' cannon fell! No, Anderson!
with loud acclaim We hail thee hero of the hour When circling batteries poured their flame Against thy solitary tower. Stood Lacedaemon then less proud, When her three hundred heroes, slain, No road but o'er their breasts allowed To Xerxes and his servile train? Or does New England blush to show Yon hill, though victory crowned it not-- Though Warren fell before the foe, And Putnam left the bloody spot? The voices of earth's noblest fields With the deep voice within unite-- 'Tis not success true honor yields, But faithful courage for the right. Keep, then proud foe, the crumbled tower, From those brave few by thousands torn, But keep in silence, lest the hour Should come for vengeance on your scorn. Yet I could weep; for where