We often, weeping, ask and say ‘when, when wilt thou be free?’”—
Maryland, My Home: By Louis Bonsal. (R. B. B.)
“Sweet Maryland, thy groves are green,
And sparkling as thy rills,”—
Maryland, My Home: (R. B. B.)
“Come listen while I sing to you,
Of Maryland, my Maryland,”—
Maryland: Zouaves’ Own: Respectfully dedicated to the 1st regiment Maryland Zouaves by their friend G. W. Alexander, Adjutant of the regiment. (R. B. B.)
“We are bound all hands for the land of cotton,
Old seventy-six is not forgotten,”—