William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
Unfurl Our Standard HighOwen Grenliffe Warren
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Its glorious folds shall wave
Where’er the land looks to the sky,
Or ocean’s surges lave!
And when, beneath its shade, the brave,
With patriotic ire,
Combat for glory or the grave,
It shall their breasts inspire
With that chivalric spark which first
Upon our foes in terror burst!
They evermore shall be
Victorious on the field of Mars—
Triumphant on the sea!
And when th’ o’erruling fates decree
The bolt of war to throw,
Thou, sacred banner of the free,
Shalt daunt the bravest foe;
And never shall thy stars decline,
Till circling suns have ceased to shine.