Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 2.
Frank Moore, Ed.

Its Blue, the sea we love to plough,
     That laves the Heaven-united Land,
Between the old and older world,
     From strand, o'er mount and stream, to strand.

The Blue reflects the crowded stars,
     Bright Union-emblem of the free;
Come, every one, and let it wave,
     That floating piece of poetry.

Our fathers came and planted fields,
     And manly law, and schools, and truth;
They planted Self-Rule — we will guard
     By word and sword, in age and youth.

Broad Freedom came along with them,
     On History's ever-widening wings;
Our blessing this, our task and toil,
     For “arduous are all noble things.”

Then sing and shout for our free land,
     For glorious Freeland's victory!
Pray that, in turmoil and in peace,
     Freeland our land may ever be.