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Boston Bay (Illinois, United States) (search for this): chapter 156
s, Warren! Ye Have left but craven sons, if such condition Could e'er be theirs, and borne all patiently! No! in their self-defence they'd take position, Stand on their rights! and swear fidelity To their own section; and defend it ever, Even if the strife the Union should dissever! For have not Yankees struggled for their right? Ask Concord, Lexington, Ticonderoga! Ask Bunker Hill, and many a lesser fight! Ask old Burgoyne, him “bagged” at Saratoga! Or ask the Indian files at night In Boston Bay, when “tea” was all in vogue — eh? Oh! these are names on history's gilt-edged paper! Which men will read while Time can hold his taper! But they, whose sires for right could thus contend, Have caught their spirit somewhere in extreme; And not content their own rights to defend, To quelch the rights of others is their dream! All — all — to them must basely bow and bend, Howe'er degrading such submission seem. The South to madness goaded, now they'd take The little profit that the
Concord (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 156
the South a “higher law” thus claiming, To wound the North, and all her sons defaming? How long would Yankees bear such imposition? O shades of Otis, Adams, Warren! Ye Have left but craven sons, if such condition Could e'er be theirs, and borne all patiently! No! in their self-defence they'd take position, Stand on their rights! and swear fidelity To their own section; and defend it ever, Even if the strife the Union should dissever! For have not Yankees struggled for their right? Ask Concord, Lexington, Ticonderoga! Ask Bunker Hill, and many a lesser fight! Ask old Burgoyne, him “bagged” at Saratoga! Or ask the Indian files at night In Boston Bay, when “tea” was all in vogue — eh? Oh! these are names on history's gilt-edged paper! Which men will read while Time can hold his taper! But they, whose sires for right could thus contend, Have caught their spirit somewhere in extreme; And not content their own rights to defend, To quelch the rights of others is their dream! A
Cairo, Ill. (Illinois, United States) (search for this): chapter 156
as we late did see, Can't entertain them for the briefest spell; For when they claimed his hospitality, He virtually told them, “Go to----!” No, no--New-England wants the negroes freed, But the poor darkies will not clothe and feed. In several places there are “contrabands” In utter misery and destitution, Poor Cuffee! he now understands The blessings brought on him, by revolution. And honest white men, in our own and other lands, Lament his losses, when we lost the Constitution. Adown in Cairo there are sorry sights-- Negroes more wretched, even, than poor whites! The “old plantation!” How doth Cuffee mourn For home, and “massa;” and the jolly days, When he was “fat and saucy,” and could turn His back on want! He sang his simple lays-- Minstrel of nature! nor did he ever learn That he was all “down-trodden.” In the maze Of negro dance, with Dinah vis-a-vis, What monarch ever happier than he? For Africa's barbarians, once brought In middle passages o'er ocean's
Burgoyne (search for this): chapter 156
ing? How long would Yankees bear such imposition? O shades of Otis, Adams, Warren! Ye Have left but craven sons, if such condition Could e'er be theirs, and borne all patiently! No! in their self-defence they'd take position, Stand on their rights! and swear fidelity To their own section; and defend it ever, Even if the strife the Union should dissever! For have not Yankees struggled for their right? Ask Concord, Lexington, Ticonderoga! Ask Bunker Hill, and many a lesser fight! Ask old Burgoyne, him “bagged” at Saratoga! Or ask the Indian files at night In Boston Bay, when “tea” was all in vogue — eh? Oh! these are names on history's gilt-edged paper! Which men will read while Time can hold his taper! But they, whose sires for right could thus contend, Have caught their spirit somewhere in extreme; And not content their own rights to defend, To quelch the rights of others is their dream! All — all — to them must basely bow and bend, Howe'er degrading such submission seem.
Lucifer (search for this): chapter 156
an 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 Against angelic hosts, in rude cays the poet; and to human level, He thus brings down the conduct of the devil. But sacred chronicle has nothing said Of Lucifer behaving in this way. Some shabby tricks it seems that he had played, And so in Heaven could no longer stay. But war, I'ng headlong into his own dominions. And this was all. So Milton's solemn song Belies the devil, (in angelic verse,) For Lucifer is guiltless of the wrong Of armed rebellion! This is something worse Than even he enacted, when on pinions strong The <
Mars (search for this): chapter 156
aimed The rights the Constitution had defined. Resistance to the statutes was proclaimed The pious duty of a people so refined! And all this madness, tending or intended, To rend the Union--as we've seen it rended. But — Davis, Yancey, Keitt, and Beauregard, Slidell and Mason, Toombs and Benjamin, Et id genus omne!--what reward Were match to your immeasurable sin Against your God and country? 'Twere as hard 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
French Secretary (search for this): chapter 156
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
Toombs (search for this): chapter 156
aws “pursuant” to the Constitution: But claimed a “higher law” --and brought on revotion. They did all this; and sadly they defamed Their country in the ears of all mankind “Barbarians” were their countrymen, who claimed The rights the Constitution had defined. Resistance to the statutes was proclaimed The pious duty of a people so refined! And all this madness, tending or intended, To rend the Union--as we've seen it rended. But — Davis, Yancey, Keitt, and Beauregard, Slidell and Mason, Toombs and Benjamin, Et id genus omne!--what reward Were match to your immeasurable sin Against your God and country? 'Twere as hard 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 assai
Andrew (search for this): chapter 156
men are fighting, She's in the contract part of war delighting. She loveth war, while to her mill is brought The profitable grist! Her pockets lined-- For blood and misery she careth not, So they to other people are confined. Let others suffer as they will, 'tis naught To her and hers. And so the public mind She poisons and embitters with infusion Of negro madness, to prolong confusion. 'Tis true, the poor lost negroes, who are “free” By means of war, she hopes may all do well! But Governor Andrew, as we late did see, Can't entertain them for the briefest spell; For when they claimed his hospitality, He virtually told them, “Go to----!” No, no--New-England wants the negroes freed, But the poor darkies will not clothe and feed. In several places there are “contrabands” In utter misery and destitution, Poor Cuffee! he now understands The blessings brought on him, by revolution. And honest white men, in our own and other lands, Lament his losses, when we lost the Constitution
Yancey (search for this): chapter 156
he good old roof-tree! They could not abide The laws “pursuant” to the Constitution: But claimed a “higher law” --and brought on revotion. They did all this; and sadly they defamed Their country in the ears of all mankind “Barbarians” were their countrymen, who claimed The rights the Constitution had defined. Resistance to the statutes was proclaimed The pious duty of a people so refined! And all this madness, tending or intended, To rend the Union--as we've seen it rended. But — Davis, Yancey, Keitt, and Beauregard, Slidell and Mason, Toombs and Benjamin, Et id genus omne!--what reward Were match to your immeasurable sin Against your God and country? 'Twere as hard 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 stron
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