Named Entity Results, Columbia (South Carolina, United States)

ike rain; But dauntless stood his brave brigade-- The heroes of the plain. Then pressed the foe in serried ranks; But not to them they yield, Hunger and thirst had done their work, Before they gave the field. Oh! honor to the Irish boys, And cheers of three times three; Old Ireland is with our side-- I wish that she were free. The Irish boys are bold and brave, The Irish boys are true; They love the dear old stars and stripes, The spangled field of blue. Oh! brave were those who nobly fought; But braver still the band Who, forced by rebels in their ranks, United, made their stand. They saw the old and honored flag Borne out upon the air, And not a gun was raised against Its floating folds so fair! Ah! Lexington and Springfield boast Their heroes true and grand; But Winchester shall stir men's hearts Throughout Columbia's land. Oh! honor to the Irish boys, And cheers of three times three, For Ireland we'll fight some day, And she shall yet be free. C. M. --Philadelphia Press.

ove our country still. Hail, Columbia! Hail, Columbia! Raise that thrilling shout once more; Rule, Columbia! Rule, Columbia! Conquer over sea and, shore. Should the traitors, full of bluster, Come tor jury-- Up! and at them, boldly fight! For Columbia, just Columbia, Claims our chorus as before; Rule, Columbia! Rule, Columbia! Conquer over sea and shore. See upreared our holy Standard! Come arColumbia! Conquer over sea and shore. See upreared our holy Standard! Come around it, gallant hearts! What! Columbia's fame be slandered, As by fault on our parts! Let the cruedie for friends and home? For Columbia, brave Columbia, Wakes our chorus evermore; Rule, Columbia! Columbia! Rule, Columbia! Conquer over sea and shore. Rise, then, patriots I name endearing, Let the Union evels you; Thrilling every vein and nerve. Hail, Columbia! Hail, Columbia! Conquer as thou didst of yoColumbia! Conquer as thou didst of yore; Rule, Columbia! Rule, Columbia! Over every sea and shore. Columbia! Conquer as thou didst of yore; Rule, Columbia! Rule, Columbia! Over every sea and shore. [7 more...]

they through blackened darkness see the light, Which cannot burst upon their souls' despair. The fallen brave! they need no “sculptured stone” To laud their fame throughout this nation wide-- Enshrined in loyal hearts their deeds alone Shall be Columbia's boast, Columbia's pride. Though Southern winds their solemn requiems sigh, And Southern stars watch o'er their lonely graves; Their souls have joined the army up on high, With Christ who giveth victory to the brave. Newport, Ky., April 24, rough blackened darkness see the light, Which cannot burst upon their souls' despair. The fallen brave! they need no “sculptured stone” To laud their fame throughout this nation wide-- Enshrined in loyal hearts their deeds alone Shall be Columbia's boast, Columbia's pride. Though Southern winds their solemn requiems sigh, And Southern stars watch o'er their lonely graves; Their souls have joined the army up on high, With Christ who giveth victory to the brave. Newport, Ky., April 24,

59. Columbia's Invocation! by Charles A. Barry. Columbia, washing out with tears, And hero-blood, her only shame-- Turns to her flag of eighty years, Immortal in its stars and flame: O beauteous gift of God! she cries, Gleam out on every hill and plain! Wave o'er my people as they rise To win me back my fame again. Her Eagle from his loftiest peak The pride of all his nature shows-- Screams wildly — with a clashing beak-- Defiance to her gathering foes. Aloft, he swoops on tireless wings, NoColumbia, washing out with tears, And hero-blood, her only shame-- Turns to her flag of eighty years, Immortal in its stars and flame: O beauteous gift of God! she cries, Gleam out on every hill and plain! Wave o'er my people as they rise To win me back my fame again. Her Eagle from his loftiest peak The pride of all his nature shows-- Screams wildly — with a clashing beak-- Defiance to her gathering foes. Aloft, he swoops on tireless wings, Not him can cannon-crash appall! Through fire and smoke his anger rings Accordant to her clarion call. Then rouse, ye freemen, sound a blast From all your trumpets, loud and long Let not th' avenging time go past, Be swift, and terrible, and strong! Uplift the flag; let not a star Be sundered from its field of blue! With fond lips kiss each sacred bar That runs our deathless emblem through! And God be with you! Hasten on! With martial paeans rend the sky! Let bayonets glisten in the sun, And all