171. patriotic song.
tune--“British Grenadiers.” Up, up, ye gallant freemen!Hear, hear the traitors call:
“We'll plant our flag at Washington,
Float it o'er Faneuil Hall!”
“never!” from out a million throat
Leaps ready answer true;
Huzza! huzza! huzza! huzza!
For the Stripes and Starry blue!
The sun, in rising, touches
The spire on Bunker Hill,
And on the Heights of Dorchester
At eve lies calm and still,
And as of old, beneath their shades
Beat loyal hearts and true;
Huzza! huzza! huzza! huzza!
For the Stripes and Starry blue!
Green lie the plains of Lexington,
Watered with patriot gore;
Sires of such sons as lately fell
In traitorous Baltimore;
And hearts like theirs by thousands come,
And freedom's vow renew;
Huzza! huzza! huzza! huzza!
For the Stripes and Starry blue!
Our faith, and love, and patience,
Have long been sorely tried;
“Let us alone,” the haughty South
With insolence have cried;
And while they cry, the murderous shot
O'er gallant Sumter flew;
Huzza! huzza! huzza! huzza!
For the Stripes and Starry blue!
From city, farm, and workshop,
Now countless legions pour,
To stand beneath the noble flag
Raised by their sires of yore;
Their country calls, they onward press,
And still the shout renew;
Huzza! huzza! huzza! huzza!
For the Stripes and Starry blue!
--Boston Daily Advertiser, June 1.
