O, pleasant is the welcome kiss When day's dull round is o'er; And sweet the music of the step That meets us at the door..

Yet I will look upon thy face again, My own romantic Bronx, and it will be A face more pleasant than the face of men. Thy waves are old companions, I….

And they who for their country die shall fill an honored grave, for glory lights the soldier's tomb, and beauty weeps the brave..

Flag of the free heart's hope and home! By angel hands to valour given, Thy stars have lit the welkin dome; And all thy hues were born in heaven..

When Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there..

When Freedom from her mountain-height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there. She mingl….