| Samuel Kettell, ed. Specimens of American Poetry. 1829. | | | | War Song | | By Thomas O. Folsom (18021827) |
| | | IS it the welcome roar | |
| Of thundering signal gun? | |
| Hark! for the sound bursts through once more, | |
| Rending nights robe of dun. | |
| It is the welcome sound, | 5 |
| The joyous call to war, | |
| For the near bugle screams around | |
| The cry to armshurrah! | |
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| From beautys straining arms | |
| And banquet pleasures spring, | 10 |
| Bring out the trusty sword and steed, | |
| Our proud old banner bring; | |
| The drum is rolling loud, | |
| Clatters the ponderous car, | |
| And mustering warriors onward crowd | 15 |
| And blithely shouthurrah! | |
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| The early dawn shall glance | |
| On the long gleaming line, | |
| Proudly the buoyant plume will dance, | |
| And burnishd bayonet shine; | 20 |
| The soldiers heart will leap | |
| As trumpets ring afar, | |
| They summon him away to reap | |
| His wreaths of famehurrah! | |
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| Lo! yonder comes the foe | 25 |
| Rush on with gun and glaive, | |
| For freedom t is ye strike below | |
| The banner of the brave; | |
| Onon, until they fly, | |
| Their fiercest daring mar | 30 |
| T is well! fling down the brand and cry | |
| The victor shouthurrah! | | | | |
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