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The Union Man
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OUR THIRTY-FOUR BRIGHT STARS.
WRITTEN BY H. ANGELO.
Air-A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea.
Oh! Freemen, shall our own loved land
Bow 'neath foul Treason's guns ? And Columbia's honour'd flag pulled down
By Freedom's own born.sons ;
And cursed be ho that mars,
Stand by our Union, &c. Let's spurn the traitors North or South
Who'd aid in Treason's plot,
One star would dare to blot.
Do nought but threat and teach,
Extremists and Secederg-hold,
And hang your heads with shame; Think what our fathers did of old,
And Treason's plot disclaim. Remember what great Jackson said,
And with us strain each nerye, Our Federal Union boldly say, We'll fearlessly preserve.
Stand by our Union, &c. Send men to Congress now to work
As public servants should,
And for our country's good.
agitate, We've souls as pure, as days of yore, To guard our ship of state.
Stand by our Union, &o.
(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!
Grorus.—They rear'd the proud standard defiant
on highWhile each bold freeman's voice in a
shout rent the sky! To the rescue, ye brave, or a true
patriot's graveOur birthright to save, for the Union
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
prizeFor the boon we have lived to enjoyShall the spirit fraternal refulgent in skies
View its wisdom disdained as a toy ! CHORUS.—No! rear the proud standard defiant
on highWhile each true freeman's voice in a
shout rends the sky, To the rescue, ye brave, or a bold
warrior's gravem Our birthright to save, for the Union
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,