WAR IN THE NORTH
Not from Mars and not from Thor Comes the war, the welcome war, Many months we waited for To free us from the bondage Of Winter's gloomy reign:
Valor to our hope is bound, Songs of courage loud resound, Vowed is Spring to win her ground Through all our northern country, >From Oregon to Maine.
All our loyal brave allies In the Southlands mobilize, Faith is sworn to our emprise, The scouting breezes whisper That help is sure today:
Vanguards of the springtime rains Cannonade the hills and plains, Freeing them from Winter's chains, So birds and buds may flourish Around the throne of May.
Hark! and hear the clarion call Bluebirds give by fence and wall!
Look! The darts of sunlight fall, And red shields of the robins Ride boldly down the leas;Hail! The cherry banners shine, Onward comes the battle line,--On! White dogwood waves the sign, And exile troops of blossoms Are sailing meadow seas.
