Old Virginia.
Over vale and over mountain,Pealing forth in triumph strong,
Comes a lofty swell of music,
Old Virginia's greeting song.
In the new-born arch of glory,
Lo! she burns, the central star;
Never shame shall blight its grandeur,
Never cloud its radiance mar.
“Old Virginia! Old Virginia!”
Listen, Southrons, to the strain;
“Old Virginia! Old Virginia!”
Shout the rallying cry again!
--N. O. Picayune, May 5.