To measure your offences, as it's been To estimate the wretchedness abounding, Since Mars his brazen trumpet has been sounding. What demon could possess you to abandon The Union--and your rights as Union men? The Constitution was enough to stand on; And on it were arrayed a host of men, Prepared to lay a strong, suppressing hand on The mad fanatics, who assailed you then. But you in frenzy gave us battle's thunder-- A monstrous crime, and worse — a monstrous blunder! 'Twas Talleyrand, French Secretary, said A blunder's worse than crime;--but never Hath any one in earthly annals read Of blunder like your efforts to dissever Our glorious country!
Lucifer once made A similar but unprovoked endeavor! But different his fate — perchance you know-- When he “seceded,” they just let him go. I know that Milton undertakes to prove, (But probabilities a good deal straining,) That Lucifer, on falling from above, Enlisted armies, and had soldiers training, And then in mad, rebellious fury drove