Birth-day song of liberty A paean of glory for the heroes of freedom |
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Birth-day song of liberty | ||
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Once but Thirteen bright Stars blazed aloft on this Banner—So but One led the Magii where the Angel-child lay—
Now burn Thirty-six States, interstriped, with Hosannah
To the Heroes who fought for the Thirteen that Day.
But they fought not for conquest—for freedom they wanted;
They strove not for might, but the right of the right;
And they conquered the Conquerer—for their prayers all were granted,
By the God, not the foe, who directed the fight.
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This Island of Eternity spring out of the sea,
Clothed with glory newborn, full of Islands Elysian,
Called the Land of the Beautiful, the Land of the Free.
Then strike the bold harp! &c.
Birth-day song of liberty | ||