Show I 1 J 0 0 r f 1 I f J NN I t 0 6 I Ir tit 0 r r 1304 1904 by T C I He laid it unstained upon shrine Where the old Continentals stood fast in the line Where oft through the thc rifts in the storm clouds of war Shone out the proud flag of the stripe and the star Undaunted he waved wavell it in and rout From Cambridge to lo 0 Y immortal redoubt For it flashed in the beams of sun Gun GunThe The sword of Americas one Washington I I H lI lIThey I They slumber who followed where often it led And the tall taIl grasses bend on the fields where they bled And the roses of summer time lime lovingly twine Where the grim rim Continentals stood firm in the line They worshiped fair Freedom they hated a crown In the flash of their muskets the redcoats went down And the eagle cagle soared hi high h oer the fields that they won When led by the sword of the great Washington ton HI ill HILet Let Let Princeton and Trenton their laurels entwine With the roses that thai bloom by the fair Brandywine Let Valley Forge Forne tell of its cold biting air And the sword and the man that were masterful there Not once lid cid c id he falter not once did he shrink Though often he stood on disasters dread brink With God iven n courage he fought till he won von And Fame crowned the sword l w rd of our own Washington IV His llis banner waves proudly from mountain to sea scab Oer the home of the brave and the land of the free f From the emerald crest of the northernmost pine pineTo pineTo pineTo To the land where the golden orbed oranges shine The blade that he lie drew in the struggle le for right Created a people resistless in might It is sheathed where he sleeps in the glare of the sun And Potomac s 1 s peace to the one Washington V His Ilia drumbeats are arc silent his cannon arc still The old Continentals guard not the red hill The sword that they followed no longer leads on And the camps where they suffered forever arc are gone But the nation they left us is i mighty and free From the sands of the lakes to the thc shells of the sea se And the banner of stars guards the fields that they won And the ever bright blade of their chief Washington i VI may it shine where he takes his last rest Where the river flows on to the oceans vast breast Sn In 11 the land that he loved in the shade of his home Neath the emerald sheen and the star sprinkled dome domene lie ne drew it for freedom nor sheathed it until There was peace in Sn the valley and peace on the hill Then he knew that his labor Ibor was done And sheathed was the tIC sword of our own Washington T C HARBAUGH I r n nw nj rI w j I I Ir i iV J i r I 1 i I f frt rt r jI j jr jo jo It if 1 iH i iJ H o iI if J I o i f j I I t f 1 p pW 1 W r |