Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 1.
Frank Moore, Ed.

22. the Massachusetts regiments.

by Almira Seymour.

They were reared on the soil whence the Adamses sprung,
     That to Hancock and Warren gave birth;
Descendants of sires whose proud names have been sung
     In the noblest hosannas of earth.
They were trained in our shops, they were trained in our schools,
     They've been taught on our free waves to sail
They have learned of Progression the practice and rules,
     But they know not the meaning of fail.

They marched 'neath that Banner whose glorious light
     Has been the world's Hope-star in heaven;
They march in defence of the True and the Right,
     And God's power to each strong arm is given.
That flag will still wave o'er the Land of the Free,
     Though Treason by millions assail;
The sons of the Bay State have sworn it shall be,
     And they know not the meaning of fail.

Go, join them, brave brothers I still rallying, go!
     Wives and sisters are calling the rolls--
On their cheeks fall sad tears, but they're quenched in the glow
     That rays out from their Patriot souls.
They were reared in the Bay State, they're tender and true,
     But at Duty's stern glance never quail;
The Future is calling to them and to you--
     And no word of the answer is fail.