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THE SOLDIER'S OATH. 297
By your forefathers in glory, Names that consecrate the air,
By your freedom's kindling story, By the God'of Freedom, swear !
Lift on high both heart and hand,
Swear, that earth and heaven may hear it,
And the brazen traitor fear it — Swear the oath to save your land !
Glorious ensign, float before us, Proudly lead us to the field;
While thy folds are fluttering o'er us, None shall basely flee or yield!
Lift on high both heart and hand;
Swell, with Freedom's pure air filling,
Noble flag, each bosom thrilling Of our chosen patriot-band ;
Sign of honor ! never paling, Save in death, our cheeks thou 'It see —
Thousand pangs with transport hailing, Ere we turn our backs on thee !
Lift on hi<jh both heart and hand,
Hail, this glorious consecration !
Hail, regenerated nation ! Hail, all hail! thou new-born land !