Rally Song Poem by Mary Weston Fordham

Come, let us join this festal lay-
Hurra, Hurra,
Come, let us join this festal lay,
And let our anthems all be gay,
And sing aloud for this glad day
Should brighten every heart:-

We'll sing of heroes who have fought-
Hurra, Hurra,
We'll sing of heroes who have fought,
Who to their country's altar brought,
And on her sacred ensign wrought,
The tree of liberty

We'll sing of martyrs who have died-
Hurra, Hurra,
We'll sing of martyrs who have died,
From severed ranks, as side by side
They bravely stemmed the gory tide.
To ransom brother man.

Our glorious banner's now unfurled-
Hurra, Hurra,
Our glorious banner's now unfurled,
May it soon wave o'er all the world,
And every traitor standard hurled
From pinnacle to earth.

With gifted leaders in our van-
Hurra, Hurra,
With gifted leaders in our van,
The bright and noblest of our land,
Let patriots shout, as, hand in hand,
They welcome this glad day.