And for that day of glory sigh,
When Freedom’s star in splendor shone
Through the torn clouds in War’s dark sky!
Where now the men that nobly dealt
A nation’s wrath upon the foe,
And for their injured country felt
Their cheeks indignant glow?
Alas! they all have passed away,
Like stars that leave the sky at morn,
When in the east the king of day