THE WATCH ON THE RHINE.

BY MAX SCHNECKENBURGER.

[1819-1849.]

A VOICE resounds like thunder peal, 'Mid dashing waves and clang of steel:"The Rhine, the Rhine, the German Rhine! Who guards to-day my stream divine?"

CHORUS.

Dear Fatherland, no danger thine:
Firm stand thy sons to watch the Rhine!

They stand, a hundred thousand strong,
Quick to avenge their country's wrong;
With filial love their bosoms swell,
They'll guard the sacred landmark well!

The dead of a heroic race

From heaven look down and meet their gaze; They swear with dauntless heart, "O Rhine, Be German as this breast of mine!"

While flows one drop of German blood,
Or sword remains to guard thy flood,
While rifle rests in patriot hand,-
No foe shall tread thy sacred strand!

Our oath resounds, the river flows,
In golden light our banner glows;
Our hearts will guard thy stream divine:
The Rhine, the Rhine, the German Rhine!