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232 SONG OF THE N. H. VOLUNTEERS.
Where one false step is a deadly crime ;
Who loses breath,
In the dance of death, Wins, nor wears, nor wants the wreath.
Weaponed well, to war we ride —
Our swords are keen, our cause is tried ;
When the keen edge cuts and the blood runs free,
May we die in the hour of victory!
We feel no dread ;
The battle-bed, Where'er it be, has heaven o'erhead.
—i— SONG OF THE NEW HAMPSHIRE VOLUNTEERS
BY MARIAN DOUGLAS.
DEDICATED TO THE SEVENTH NEW HAMPSHIRE REGIMENT.
FROM hill-top and mountain
We press to the fight; Up, up with our banner,
For God and the Right! We dare not stay weakly
And trembling at home;