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.