Comes a cry from Cuban water "Corporal Green!" the orderly cried Dearest love, do you remember Death came out of the black night's deep Fierce flock of sea gulls, with huge wings of white From shuddering trees the painted leaves From the Rio Grande's waters to the icy lakes, etc. 388 Hail, Columbia! happy land! Hail, son of peak and prairie 300 314 104 51 79 6 135 205 45 284 175 353 403 370 246 140 Hark! I hear the tramp of thousands Haul in der plank, full speed ahead. Have you heard the story that gossips tell I am War. The upturned eyeballs of piled dead, etc. I hear the sound at midnight of the tramp of, etc. I lay me down to sleep In a glittering glory of diamond dew In battle-line of sombre gray. In slumber as the morning broke In their ragged regimentals In the prison cell I sit Into a ward of the whitewashed walls I remember well the way It is good-by. It whizzed and whistled along the blurred I've been thinkin' of it over, an' it 'pears to me, etc. 365 342 Knight of the Eastern seas, thy fadeless fame Mind of man, what have you wrought? . 301 . 39 Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of, etc. 163 My country, 'tis of thee. No more, no more shall come the brave No more words No precedent, ye say Now it's hail to the commander O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done 161 O Columbia, the gem of the ocean O fairest of the blue Antilles . Off with your hat as the flag goes by! O God of Battles, who art still O God of hosts, whose mighty hand O God! that I might breathe of Freedom's air Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light 57 Oh, they sang a song of Wind and Sail 294 On history's crimson pages, high up on the roll, etc. 16 257 O star-spangled banner! the flag of our pride! Our band is few, but tried and true 128 76 Our good steeds snuff the evening air Out of the clover and blue-eyed grass "Rifleman, shoot me a fancy shot". Santa Ana came storming, as a storm might come . She glided on her peaceful quest She has gone, - she has left us in passion, etc. 168 37 99 349 308 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. She is old, and bent, and wrinkled . Smooth and lean, - they have stripped her clean The apples are ripe in the orchard The army is gathering from near and from far PAGE • 201 34 31 165 239 . 182 376 65 . 267 185 The old flag is a-doin' of her very level best The poplar drops beside the way There has been a heap of rubbish dumped, etc. The war-path is true and straight They are camped on Chickamauga ! They are marching from the Southland, etc. This one fought with Jackson, and faced, etc. Times is mighty dull at Squawville . 'Tis no time for vain surmising To drum-beat and heart-beat . To the men who fought with Decatur 'Twas the very verge of May Two armies covered hill and plain Two fleets have sailed from Spain. The one, etc. Uncover to the flag; bare head Unravel all your tangled cheats Up from the south, at break of day. Up with the banner of the free! War is coming! Blood must flow!. We are coming, Cuba,-coming; our starry, etc. We are coming, Father Abraham, three hundred, etc. 10 271 234 197 286 102 We were not many, - 304 We're faring with the fleet What is the voice I hear? 344 What is this thunder music from the other side, etc. When the blue-black waves are tipped with white 310 Where is the heritage that once was Spain's |