E Pluribus Unum
H DE MARSAN Publisher. of Songs, baliads, toy books, &c, No.51 Chatham Street, N.Y.
E PLURIBUS UNUM,
Though many and bright are the stars that appear
In the flag of our country unfurl’d;
And the stripes that are swelling in majesty there,
Like a rainbow adorning the world;
Their lights are unsullied as those in the sky,
By a deed that our fathers have done,
And they’re leagued in as true and as holy a tie,
In their motto of “Many in one.”
From the hour when those patriots fearlessly flung,
That banner of star-light abroad,
Ever true to themselves, to that motto they clung
As they clung to the promise of God;
By the bayonet traced at the midnight of war,
On the fields where our glory was won,
Oh I perish the heart, or the heart that would mar
Our motto of “Many in one.”
’Mid the smoke of the contest—the cannon’s deep roar,
How oft it hath gather’d renown!
While those stars were reflected in rivers of gore,
When the cross and the lion went down.
And though few were their lights in the gloom of that hour,
Yet the hearts that were striking below,
Had God for their bulwark, and truth for their power,
And they stopp’d not to number the foe.
We are many in one, where there glitters a star,
In the blue of the heavens above,
And tyrants shall quail ’mid their dungeons afar,
When they gaze on that motto of love.
It shall gleam o’er the sea, ’mid the bolts of the storm,
O’er tempest, and battle, and wreck;
And flame where our guns with their thunder grow warm,
’Neath the blood on the slippery deck.
Then up with our flag, let it stream on the air,
Though our fathers are cold in their graves;
They had hands that could strike, they had souls that could
And their sons were not born to be slaves. [dare,
Up, up with our banner where’er it may call,
Our millions shall rally around,
A nation of freemen that moment shall fall,
When its stars shall be trail’d on the ground.