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Marian Douglas (search for this): chapter 4
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song of the New Hampshire Volunteers. by Marian Douglas.
Respectfully Dedicated to the Seventh New Hampshire Regiment. From hill-top and mountain We press to the fight; Up, up with our Banner, For God and the Right! We dare not stay weakly And trembling at home; The moment for action, For conflict, has come! chorus. The fire sweeps the prairie, The tempest the sea, But nothing can conquer The hearts of the free! 'Tis ours to keep burning, On hill-top and glade, The fire on the altars Our fathers have made. Our hearts beat together, And shall to the last; Who fears for the future, That thinks of the past? chorus. The fire sweeps the prairie, The tempest the sea, But nothing can conquer The hearts of the free! Then up with our Banner! 'Mid sunlight or shade, Before we would suffer Its brightness to fade, Amid the wild tumult Upon the red plain, Our hearts, with their life-blood, Would dye it again! chorus. The fire sweeps the prairie, The tempest the sea, But nothing can conquer