46. the veteran Volunteers.
by H. C. Ballard.Our hope and faith are cheered anew;
Our hearts are strong once more.
The brave and war-worn men in blue,
Tried in the conflict's roar,
Now rally at the Nation's call
With purpose true and brave,
The dear old banner shall not fall
Their comrades died to save!
Bold heroes of the mighty North!
No doubts our hearts can chill;
Ye bear the hopes of millions forth,
And execute their will;
No terrors check, no dangers daunt
The men of many scars,
Who go o'er all the land to plant
The banner of the stars!
The East and West, the border lands,
Join in one loyal song,
With willing hearts and ready hands
They bear the flag along;
They see the mounds where comrade braves
Sleep by each river's side,
No flag shall float above their graves
Save that for which they died!
Behold the ranks of iron men,
With faces toward the foe,
Press boldly to the front again
Where only heroes go;
And brave and true, come woe or weal,
They dare the fearful strife,
For on their gleaming lines of steel
They bear the Union's life!
They leave their fireside joys again
For war's destroying blast,
To tread the bloody battle plain,
Where they may sleep at last;
Yet honor's hand will wreathe with bays
Their brows in coming years;
And unborn millions bless and praise
Our veteran volunteers!