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[99] From your capes and sandy bars,
     From your mountain-ridges cold,
Through whose pines the westering stars
     Stoop their crowns of gold;
Come, and with your footsteps wake
     Echoes from that holy wall;
Once again, for Freedom's sake,
     Rock your fathers' hall!

Up, and tread beneath your feet
     Every cord by party spun:
Let your hearts together beat
     As the heart of one.
Banks and tariffs, stocks and trade,
     Let them rise or let them fall:
Freedom asks your common aid,—
     Up, to Faneuil Hall!

Up, and let each voice that speaks
     Ring from thence to Southern plains,
Sharply as the blow which breaks
     Prison-bolts and chains!
Speak as well becomes the free:
     Dreaded more than steel or ball,
Shall your calmest utterance be,
     Heard from Faneuil Hall!

Have they wronged us? Let us then
     Render back nor threats nor prayers;
Have they chained our free-born men?
     Let us unchain theirs!
Up, your banner leads the van,
     Blazoned, ‘ Liberty for all!’

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