But the wildest of war-cries, the slogan most grand,
Is the chorus that leaps from the heart of our land
In the war-shout of freedom—the Northern Hurrah!
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
From the mountains of Hampshire, the headlands of Maine,
Alleghany’s blue peaks and Nevada’s high chain,
Rolleth down, like the thunder, this Northern Hurrah;
And the rocks and the vales, and the waters profound,
And the forests and prairies re-echo the sound;
And the voice of great cities, from east and from west,