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296 THE SOLDIER'S OATH. |
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And even in Long Island weather,
The old Forty-Ninth takes 'em down ! The old Forty-Ninth, &c.
Farewell to the homes we are leaving ;
Farewell to the friends whom we know; Farewell to the lasses now grieving; We '11 think of them all as we go. For all these our hearts are yearning,
While duty is beck'ning afar ; And we '11 give, till God speeds our returning, Three cheers for sweet home ; Hip ! Hurra ! Three cheers for sweet home; Hip ! Hurra ! Three cheers for sweet home ; Hip ! Hurra ! And we'll give, till God speeds our returning, Three cheers for sweet home ; Hip ! Hurra !
—•— THE SOLDIER'S OATH.
BY KEV. C. T. BROOKS.
IFT on high both heart and hand! "^ By the broad, blue heaven high o'er us,
By the sacred cause before us, Swear with Freedom's flag to stand ! |
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