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Though bitter was our parting;
We joined the gallant Crittenden,
As with one heart upstarting.
We gave a hasty brief adieu,
With hearts somewhat dejected;
But every Hoosier vowed to see
Kentucky's fair protected.
And have we proved false to our trust,
Or shirked the foe before us?
Nay! we'll e'er follow that old flag
That's proudly streaming o'er us!
Our fathers bore it on the fields.
Won by blood-wrought election;--
And we, their humble progeny,
Will die for its protection.
And, sons of old Kentucky's soil,
The “bloody ground” of story,
Have you proved recreant to yourselves,
And blasted all your glory!
Nay! rouse! rehearse the solemn vows
Which once our fathers plighted,
Shoulder to shoulder let us stand
Till North and South's united.
The same bright stream that laps your State
Rolls on the beach of ours;
And many a Hoosier tendril is
Twined with Kentucky's flowers.
All human hopes, all human ties,
Can brothers lightly sever?
Nay! till our country's foes are crushed,
Let's be allied together.
Ye loyal ladies of this State,
Who scorn Disunion's faction,
Arouse your brothers, gallants, sons,
To patriotic action.
Your eloquence can touch their hearts;
Your smiles will hosts assemble;
Place in their hands that “standard sheet”
Before which traitors tremble.
Ladies! we hail your grateful acts
With true, heart-felt emotion,
And for you and our country's rights
We pledge life-long devotion;
May fairest flowers strew your path
On earth to God's own heaven;
And e'er on glory's pages live
Kentucky's loyal women.
Camp Indiana, Hardin Co., Ky., Oct. 28, 1861.
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