Review And Telegraph

TO THE AMERICAN FLAG.

Wave on proud flag! no reckless hand
Shall tear thee from the mast;
Upon thy folds a patriot band,
Their looks of pleasure cast.

Beneath thy shade how many men
Have trod the field of death!
And turned their eyes upon thee, when
They gave their parting breath.

How oft upon Atlantic's wave
Thou'st seen the gallant crew,
When blood their dauntless bosoms laved,
And swift the lightning flew.

The sailor walks the deck, and now
He climbs the lofty spars
And loves to raise his manly brow
To see the 'stripes and stars.'

And led by thee in days of yore,
Our fathers fought and bled;
That by their valor they might o'er
Us freedom's blessings shed.

Pride of the brave! in every clime
Thy presence shall be known
And ages in remotest time
Shall all thy glories own.

When floating o'er the rampart's bright,
And fanned by midnight air;
The stars look on thee with delight
And see their image there.

Wave on proud flag! in splendor wave,
Till time shall be no more.
Wave on! o'er the free and brave,
In peace, or battle's roar.

When war upon our country frowns
And hovers o'er the sea,
Again thou'lt lead Columbia's sons
To death or victory.