Fourth voice.
Yet, if by madness and treachery blighted,
Dawns the dark hour when the sword thou must draw,
Then, with the arms of thy millions united,
Smite the bold traitors to Freedom and Law!
All.
Up with our banner bright,
Sprinkled with starry light,
Spread its fair emblems from mountain to shore;
While through the sounding sky,
Loud rings the Nation's cry,—
Union and Liberty!—one evermore!
—Oliver Wendell Holmes.
6. ADDRESS OR READING OF SOME SELECTION FROM ANOTHER PART OF THIS PAMPHLET.
7. MARCHING FROM THE FIELD. (TO FOLLOWING TUNE.)
WOODMAN, SPARE THAT TREE.
