To the Washington Light Infantry
Departure For Virginia, May 31. 1861.
On, brother soldiers, on, on to the fight,
Virginia now calls you, you'll rush to her side,
Her homestead's defending with hearts that are right
Then on, brother soldiers, on with the tide.
You now fly to her cause in valor and truth,
And are parting from friends that love you too well,
The fair ones are blessing you__the old and the youth__
Then on, brother soldiers, let your bright weapons tell.
Let your watchword be heard through the valley and hill.
Midst the storm of the battle and strife;
Let the bosom's of freemen with freedom be filled__
You fight for your country and life.
Carolina now sends you__Fight, fight on your pride__
Let the hero's of Mexico be near you to cry,
The blessings of all attend to night as you ride;
Then on, brother soldiers, the battle draws nigh.
Do you remember your forefathers, who stood up of yore,
Defending their homes and the land?
Who came to this land__the bright Southern shore__
Who battled their foes, hand to hand.
'Tis the prayers of your brothers, whome [sic] you leave home tonight,
'Tis the prayers that will greet you from the Old Virgin shore;
Then on, brother soldiers, on, on to the fight,
Do as your forefathers did__you cannot do more.