Now Georgia marches to the front, And close beside her come Her sisters by the Mexique Sea, With pealing trump and drum; Till answering back from hill and glen The rallying cry afar, A Nation hoists the Bonnie Blue Flag That bears a single star! By every stone in Charleston Bay, By each beleaguered town, We swear to rest not, night nor day, But hunt the tyrants down! Till bathed in valor's holy blood The gazing world afar Shall greet with shouts the Bonnie Blue Flag That bears the cross and star! [Southern.] [Illustration] [Illustration] THE STRIPES AND THE STARS. BY EDNA DEAN PROCTOR. O STAR-SPANGLED BANNER! the flag of our pride! Though trampled by traitors and basely defied, Fling out to the glad winds your red, white, and blue, For the heart of the Northland is beating for you! And her strong arm is nerving to strike with a wall, Till the foe and his boastings are humbled and still! Here's welcome to wounding and combat and scars And the glory of death--for the Stripes and the Stars! From prairie, O ploughman! speed boldly away-- There's seed to be sown in God's furrows to-day! Row landward, lone fisher! stout woodman come home! Let smith leave his anvil and weaver his loom, And hamlet and city ring loud with the cry: "For God and our country we'll fight till we die! Here's welcome to wounding and combat and scars And the glory of death--for the Stripes and the Stars!" Invincible banner! the flag of the free, Oh, where treads the foot that would falter for thee? Or the hands to be folded, till triumph is won And the eagle looks proud, as of old, to the sun? Give tears for the parting--a murmur of prayer-- Then forward! the fame of our standard to share! With welcome to wounding and combat and scars And the glory of death--for the Stripes and the Stars! O God of our fathers! this banner must shine Where battle is hottest, in warfare divine! The cannon has thundered, the bugle has blown-- We fear not the summons-we fight not alone! O lead us, till wide from the gulf to the sea The land shall be sacred to freedom and Thee! With love for oppression; with blessing, for scars-- One country--one banner--the Stripes and the Stars! [Illustration] [Illustration] DIXIE. BY ALBERT PIKE. Southrons, hear your country call you! Up, lest worse than death befall you! To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie! Lo! all the beacon-fires are lighted-- Let all hearts be now united! To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie! Advance the flag of Dixie! Hurrah! hurrah! For Dixie's land we take our stand, And live or die for Dixie! To arms! To arms! And conquer peace for Dixie! To arms! To arms! And conquer peace for Dixie!