SONGS FOR THE UNION. OUR THIRTY-FOUR BRIGHT STARS. WRITTEN BY H. ANGELO. Air-A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea. OH! Freemen, shall our own loved land Stand by our Union! let us stand, And cursed be he that mars, Stand hand in hand, as brothers, with Our Thirty-four bright stars. Stand by our Union, &c. Let's spurn the traitors North or South Or from our Union's glorious flag Let's spurn fanatics now whose tongues Stand by our Union, &c. Extremists and Seceders-hold, We'll fearlessly preserve. Stand by our Union, &c. Send men to Congress now to work Whose actions louder speak than words, And for our country's good. Keep ranting orators at home, They only agitate, We've souls as pure, as days of yore, To guard our ship of state. Stand by our Union, &c. "FOR THE UNION WE'LL DIE." · WRITTEN BY W. 8. HURLOCKE, M. D. Inserted by permission of Coulston, Publisher of Music, 147 North Eighth Street.] In oppression's dark hour, ere our patriot sires Had poured out their blood for their homes, And with faith in the cause of their holy desires, Had strewed glorious fields with their bones; United as one to the rescue they flew No section that hero band own, "Twas "comrade," 'twas "brother,"-hearts noble and true! 'Twas right, 'gainst the might of a throne! CHORUS. They rear'd the proud standard defiant on high While each bold freeman's voice in a shout rent the sky! To the rescue, ye brave, or a true patriot's grave Our birthright to save, for the Union we'll die. No sectional cry, or vain party strife"Twas Union our Liberty won! Undaunted and firm; nor reck'd they for life'Twas the cause of the sire and the son! Shall the shade of the brave who toil'd for the prize For the boon we have lived to enjoy Shall the spirit fraternal refulgent in skies While each true freeman's voice in a To the rescue, ye brave, or a bold warrior's grave— Our birthright to save, for the Union we'll die! High in air bear the banner, "The Union or death" Inscribed on each star of its fold! With "Union forever" let each patriot breath Shout for Freedom unpurchased by gold! Accursed be the vile craven heart that would sever The compact of true royal blood, Grasp each hand as a brother, "The Union forever," Who assail it is traitor to God! CHORUS. Then rear the proud standard defiant on high, While each bold freeman's voice in a shout rends the sky! To the rescue, ye brave, or a true patriot's grave Our Union to save, for the Union we'll die! THERE'S A STAR IN THE WEST, THERE'S a star in the west that shall never go down Till the records of valor decay; We must worship its light, it is purely our own, And liberty burst in its ray. Shall the name of a Washington ever be heard By a freeman, and thrill not his breast? Is there one out of bondage that hails not the word As the Bethlehem star of the west? "War, war to the knife! be enthralled, or ye die!" Was the echo that woke in his land; But it was not his voice that promoted the cry, He struck with firm courage the blow of the brave, But sighed o'er the carnage, that spread; He indignantly trampled the yoke of the slave, But wept for the thousands that bled. Though he threw back the fetters and headed the strife, Till man's charter was fairly restored, Yet he prayed for the moment when freedom and life Would no longer be pressed by the sword. Oh! his laurels were pure; and his patriot name In the page of the future shall dwell, And be seen in all annals, the foremost in fame, By the side of a Hofer and Tell. Revile not my song, for the wise and the good Among Britons have nobly confessed That his was the glory and theirs was the blood Of the deeply-stained field of the west. THE STARS AND STRIPES. Air-America. FLAG of the fearless free, Sacred to Liberty, In faith unfurled; Pure field of snowy white, |