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24. up, brothers, all.

Up, brothers, all! this is no time
To idle on your oars;
Look! how the waves are madly tost;
The winds wail, like a spirit lost;
The distant thunder roars.

Up, brothers, all! for mother, sire,
For hearthstone, child, and wife,
Ere on the fatal rocks we go,
And hearts sink with the fearful blow--
Pause not for word of strife.

Ho! brothers of the North and South!
Ho! brothers East and West!
Pull all together, would you save
The “Union” which your fathers gave,
Unwrecked the billows breast.

God help us! may we haste to land
In port of peaceful weather;
The ties of friendship strong and bright,
(Pull all together with your might!)
For dangers passed together.

--Boston Transcript.

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