The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1863-08-28
JOHN 4. BUTLER, Editor and Proprietor
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Roefg.
From the Continental Monthly.
WAR SONG;
Earth's Last Battle.
DEDICATED TO THE SOLDIERS OF TIE UNION.
Up with the Flag Of Hope!
Let the winds wan her
On through the depths OF space
Faster and taster
Up, brave and sturdy men!
Down with the craven!
He who but hlters now,
Fling TO the raven
CHoRrs.
On while the blood Is hot-on 10 tho battle!
Flash blade and trumpet sound lctthe shot rattle
Come from your homes OF love
Wilder and fhster'
Hail balls and sabres flash!
Wrong shall not master!
Strike 20 the throbbing heart
Brother or stranger!
Traitors would murder hope!
Freedoms In danger'
CnORus.
On for the rights OF man-just is the battle!
Flesh deep tho naked blade! let the shot rattle!
Dlstards they deem you!
Wash out the lie In blood,
As II bcseem you,
Glare in the Southern cyo
Freedom, dehancel
Traitors with death and hell
Seal their alliance'
Chorus.
on-shed your hearts best blood glorious tho
battle!
Freedom Is born while death pesls his shril rattle
Down with tho rattlesnake!
Armed heel upon II
Rive the palmetto tree
Cursed fruit grows on II
Up with the Flag OF Light
Let the old glory
Flash down the newer stars
Rising In story!
CnORus.
Ou-manhood's hot blood burns! God calls TO battle
Flash, blades oer crimson POOLS letthe shot rattle'
Death shadows happy homes;
Faster and faster
Woe, sorrow, anguish thronS;
Blood dyes disaster!
Men doubt their fellow men;
Hate and distraction
Curse many council hall;
Traitors lead faction!
Chorus.
Cease this Internal strife! rush into battle!
Blast not all human hope with your cursed prattle!
God the poor slave yet covers!
Call of the bloOdhounds!
Men, can ye rest In peace
While the cursed lash sOundsi
woman's shrill shrieks and walls
Quick conquest urges
Bleeding and scOurged and wrongcd,
Wild her heart surges!
CHORUS.
Wives, mothers maidens cali God forces battle!
Stay tho oppreSsOrs hand though tho shot rattle!
IIark II Is Mercy calls
Will ye surrender
Freedoms last hOpo on earthi
NO-rather tender
Hearts blood and lifes life
Meath our flags glory;
Scattered Its heaven stars,
Dark human story!
CHORUS.
Srike, for tho blow is love! Despots force battle!
SbOd will TO men,, our cry, wings the shots rattle!
Up from the cotton fields,
Swamps and plantations,
Drinking new life from you,
SwarIns the dusk nation.
Send them not back to pain
Strike and release them!
Hate not, but succOr men;
Sorrow would cease thon!
Chorus.
On--let Gods people 20! Mercy u battle'
Freedom Is love and peacci-let the shot rattle!
Oh, that ye knew your might,
Knew your high station!
God has appointed you
Guardian OF nations!
Teach tyrants DER the world,
Bondage Is over,
Bid them lay down the hsh,
Welcome their brothers!
CHORUS.
Pour oil In every wound, when dono the battle!
Man now pIust stand redeemed tho the shot rattle!
On-till our clustering stars
No slave Hoat over,
Man Joins in harmony,
Helper and lover
Ransom the chained and pained,
Nations and stations!
On-tlll our fag OF love
Floats DER creation!
Chorus
Strike, TIL mankind Is free mute the chains rattle!
Fight till love conquers strife - Freedoms last
battle!
Yes. we shall stand again
Brother with brother.
Strong to quell wrong and crime,
All the world over!
Heart pressed 20 heart once more,
NOught could resist US,
Earth cease 20 writbe In pain,
Millions assist US
CHORUS.
On till the world Is FREQ through the shots rattle!
When love shall conquer hate, fought earths last
battle!