Its hues are still as bright,”—
Lone Texas Star: Air, “American Star:” by M. B. Smith. (Alsb.)
“Come, all ye brave Texians! your country is calling,
Come, take up your arms, and let’s hasten away!”—
Louisiana: (E. V. M.)
“Ho! Louisiana
There is no clime like thine,”—
Louisiana: A Patriotic Ode. (R. B. B. 59.)
“Louisiana! dear Pelican mother, arise
Seize the lightnings that ’lumine the vault of the skies,”—