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How proud our nation then will stand!
United evermore, We '11 bid defiance to the foe,
That dare approach our shore, "We '11 hoist the starry cross again,
On freedom's lofty dome, And live in peace and happiness,
When all the boys come home.
THE DRUMMER BOY OF SHILOH.
On Shiloh's dark and bloody ground the dead and wounded
lay, Amongst them was a drummer boy that beat the drum that
day ; A wounded soldier raised him up—his drum was by his
side— He clasped his hands, and raised his eyes, and prayed before
"Look down upon the battlefield, O Thou our heavenly
Friend, Have mercy on our sinful souls "—the soldiers cried, "Amen !" For gathered 'round, a little group, each brave man knelt
and cried— They listened to the drummer boy who prayed before he died.