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65. to arms! by Martha Perry Lowe. Traitors and foes! We shall arm! We shall arm! Brethren are ye?--but it matters us not-- Men of the South! We are calm! We are calm! You are like madmen, misguided and hot! Long have we patiently borne with your hate; Shame has been rising and flushing our brow; Oh! we've entreated you, early and late-- God only knows what has come o'er us now! We are not angry — the fire is too deep; We will not taunt — that's for boys, and not men; Yet we have sworn, and our word we will keep, Never shall you trample on us again! You have dishonored the Stripes and the Stars! The pale North a moment did hold in her breath; Now thousands of eyes, like the red planet Mars, Do glare on you steady defiance and death! You love not to work, you are all gentle-men; Arms are your pastime, and “fight” is your word; We love the plow, and the loom, and the pen; Nobler is Peace, to our hearts, than the Sword. You have been plotting all over the land-- You have
and weal, Thy peerless chivalry reveal, And gird thy beauteous limbs with steel, Maryland! My Maryland! Thou wilt not cower in the dust, Maryland! Thy beaming sword shall never rust, Maryland! Remember Carroll's sacred trust, Remember Howard's warlike thrust-- And all thy slumberers with the just, Maryland! My Maryland! Come! 'tis the red dawn of the day, Maryland! Come! with thy panoplied array, Maryland! With Ringgold's spirit for the fray, With Watson's blood at Monterey, With fearless Lowe and dashing May, Maryland! My Maryland! Come! for thy shield is bright and strong, Maryland! Come! for thy dalliance does thee wrong, Maryland! Come! to thine own heroic throng, That stalks with Liberty along, And give a new Key to thy song, Maryland! My Maryland! Dear Mother! burst the tyrant's chain, Maryland! Virginia should not call in vain, Maryland! She meets her sisters on the plain-- “Sic semper,” 'tis the proud refrain, That baffles millions back amain, Maryland! Arise, in maj