The Stars and Bars

The Stars And Bars.

Oh! say do you see now so vauntingly borne,
In the hands of the Yankee, the Hessian and Tory,
The flag that once floated at Liberty’s dawn,
O’er heroes who made it the emblem of glory?

O’er the fortress where freemen they dare to enslave?
Oh! say has the star-spangled banner become
The flag of the Tory and vile Northern scum?

The hands of base minions, at tyranny’s nod,
Have bedim’d every star, an its glories are ended;
Then trample it down, as our forefathers trod
On the red cross of England they long had defended;—

The sons of the South, which no hireling e’er bore;
For the bright stars and broad bars in triumph now wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

On the field of Manassas when Southerners stood,
And fought like the Spartans, that banner waved o’er them,
And the soil of the South is yet red with the blood
Of the miscreants who fled in a panic before them.

From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave;
And the bright stars and broad bars in triumph now wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Oh! thus be it ever, when Southrons shall stand
’Twixt vile Northern hords and their home’s desolation!
Blest with freedom and peace, may the heav’n rescued land
Praise the Power which made and preserved it a nation.—

And this be our motto—in God is our trust;
And the bright stars and broad bars in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

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  • Item ID
    bsvg200614
  • Genre
    broadsides
  • Illustrated
  • DCMI Type
    Still Image
  • Extent
    20.5 cm x 12 cm
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