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[177] We go to rear a wall of men
     On Freedom's southern line,
And plant beside the cotton-tree
     The rugged Northern pine!

We're flowing from our native hills
     As our free rivers flow;
The blessing of our Mother-land
     Is on us as we go.

We go to plant her common schools,
     On distant prairie swells,
And give the Sabbaths of the wild
     The music of her bells.

Upbearing, like the Ark of old,
     The Bible in our van,
We go to test the truth of God
     Against the fraud of man.

No pause, nor rest, save where the streams
     That feed the Kansas run,
Save where our Pilgrim gonfalon
     Shall flout the setting sun!

We'll tread the prairie as of old
     Our fathers sailed the sea,
And make the West, as they the East,
     The homestead of the free!


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