How love should keep their memories bright, Green are their bays; but greener still Shall round their spreading fame be wreathed, And regions, now untrod, shall thrill With reverence when their names are breathed, Till where the sun, with softer fires, The children of the Pilgrim sires New World and Old Glory Washington Soldier and statesman, rarest unison; New New-trimmed in Heaven, nor than his steadfast World and Old Glory ន mood More steadfast, far from rashness as from fear; JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL. From "Under the Old Elm.” Warren's Address Stand! the ground's your own, my braves! Will ye give it up to slaves? Will ye look for greener graves? Hope ye mercy still? What's the mercy despots feel? Hear it in that battle peal! Fear ye foes who kill for hire? Who have done it!-From the vale On they come!—and will ye quail?— Leaden rain and leaden hail Let their welcome be! In the God of battles trust! As where Heaven its dews shall shed And the rocks shall raise their head Of his deeds to tell! New World and Old Glory JOHN PIERPont. Carmen Bellicosum In their ragged regimentals When the grenadiers were lunging, Cannon shot; When the files Of the isles, From their smoky night encampment, bore the banner of the rampant Unicorn, New And grummer, grummer, grummer, roll'd the roll World and Old Glory of the drummer, Through the morn! Then with eyes to the front all, And guns horizontal, Stood our sires; And the balls whistled deadly, Blazed the fires; As the roar On the shore, Swept the strong battle-breakers o'er the green sodded acres Of the plain; And louder, louder, louder, cracked the black gunpowder, And higher, higher, higher, burned the old fashioned fire Through the ranks! Then the old-fashioned Colonel His broad-sword was swinging, Then the blue Bullets flew, And the trooper-jackets redden at the touch of the leaden Rifle-breath; And rounder, rounder, rounder, roared our iron six-pounder, Hurling death! GUY HUMPHREYS MCMASTER. The American Flag (Extract) When Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, New World and Old Glory |