Clime of the daring, thy sheltering banner
Unfurls its stars o’er the land and the sea;
While tyrants are warring, and freemen love honour,
That banner shall be the light of the free.
C. Watson.
Our country first, their glory and their pride,
Land of their hopes, land where their fathers died,
When in the right, they’ll keep thy honour bright,
When in the wrong, they’ll die to set it right.
Pride in the gift of country and of name
Speaks in the eye and step—
He treads his native land!
Halleck.
The patriot! go, to Fame’s proud mount repair,
The tardy pile, slow rising there,
With tongueless eloquence shall tell
Of them who for their country fell.
Sprague.
’Tis home-felt pleasure prompts the patriot’s sigh,
This makes him wish to live, and dare to die.
Campbell.