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Then wake, and tell thy soldier true
Thy love, once won, is won forever;
We meet, О joy! no more to sever.
TO A WATERFOWL.
WILLIAM C. BRYANT.
WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue
Thy solitary way?
Vainly the fowler's eye
Thy figure floats along.
Seek'st thou the plashy brink
On the chafed ocean side ?
There is a Power whose care
Lone wandering, but not lost.
All day thy wings have fanned,
Though the dark night is near.
And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend,
Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest.
Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven
And shall not soon depart.
He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone,
Will lead my steps aright.
THE UNION HYMN.
BY DR. WARD.
When o'er the wide land terror-clouds were rolling,
When tyrant rulers threatened to enslave, What did our fathers in that fearful trial,
Weak, scattered, few, their precious rights to save ?
Not with desponding, not with despairing,
Did the bold freemen meet the tempest-blast; But solemn, firm, with hearts and hands united,
Life, fortune, honour, staked upon the cast.
CHORUS. Then rally round the star-flag ! sons and heirs of free
All chains we spurn, save such as brothers bind: Oh! sacred union! marriage tie of heaven
Who dare divorce what God himself has joined ? Then hail, hail, to Union !-sole chain of freemen!
Stones of one arch, one common fate we'll find : Together !-together!-A band of brothers all, Together will we stand or fall!
When rending cannon pealed their dreadful thunder,
When hireling legions stained the sacred soil, What did our fathers in that hour appalling
Half-armed, unused to front the battle-broil ?
Did the true soldiers yield the sod to slaves ;
Then rally, &c.
When thwarted traitors sought our bands to sunder,
When party frenzy shook the land's extremes, What did our fathers when the clouds of treason Hung o'er our stars and dimmed their rising beams? Not to ambition yielding false-hearted,
Were the true patriots tempted by the spoil : North, South, and West, in phalanx staunch, unbroken, Spurned their false friends and hissed them from the
Then rally, &c.
When crashing broadsides o'er the waves were booming,
When haughty fleets our commerce would dismay, What did our fathers when the lords of ocean
Bade them surrender to their sovereign sway? Not basely yielding to the lofty summons
Did the bold seamen from the struggle flee; But to the rent mast nailed the insulted standard, And round it rallying, set the ocean free.
Then rally, &c.
Firm linked and true in every coming danger,
War, civil broil, or treason's dreader pest, Still like our fathers will we cling to union
Hold but to that, and Heaven will do the rest !
New stars uprising, swell the clustered flame :
Then rally, &c
ROCKED IN THE CRADLE OF THE DEEP.
Rocked in the cradle of the deep,
And such the trust that still were mine,