32. National guard marching song.
by A. J. H. Duganne.
air--“Lutzow's Wild Chase.” A sound through the nation is rolling amain,
With the power and the grandeur of thunder;
It beats in the bosom and throbs in the brain
Of a people awaking in wonder;
Oh!
if you ask why the thunders rolled--
'Tis to rouse for Union, the free and the bold--
Rouse for Union the hearts of the free and the bold!
“An army with banners” moves mightily on;
Every heart to its country is plighted;
The stars of those banners outdazzle the sun,
With the blaze of their glories united!
Oh!
if you ask what is here foretold--
'Tis to range in Union the free and the bold--
Range in Union the hearts of the free and the bold!
They are marching, all marching, in Liberty's cause,
With the flag of their love floating o'er them;
And on its bright folds they have graven the laws
Of the beautiful mother who bore them;
And if you ask why the flag's unrolled--
'Tis to lead in Union the free and the bold--
Lead in Union the hearts of the free and the bold!
Not a whisper of doubt or a shadow of dread
In their gallant and noble communion;
For they tread in the paths of the patriot dead,
And they step to the music of Union!
And if their purpose you would be told--
'Tis to band in Union the free and the bold--
Band in Union the hearts of the free and the bold!
