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44 THE ZOUAVES' BATTLE-SONG.
Hail our Union's new birthnight! See it girt with grander might, Ray out now a purer light,
To the nations round.
When our last victory is won, When the work of blood is done, And to our loved homes we come,
To God shall praises sound.
THE ZOUAVES' BATTLE-SONG.
BY J. HOWARD WAINWRIGHT.
ONWARD, Zouaves, Ellsworth's spirit still leads
us; Onward, Zouaves, for our country still needs us ; Onward, Zouaves, for our banner floats o'er us ; Onward, Zouaves, for the foe is before us ; Chorus — Onward, Zouaves,
Do nothing by halves, Home to the liilt with the bay'net, Zouaves.