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Sons of Northern sires arising, “Display who gave you birth,” And save the priceless treasure, won By your brave fathers' worth,-- One country, free, united, Called by one glorious name; One banner floating o'er them, From Lakes to Gulf, the same. Leave shop, and bench, and counter; Leave forge, and desk, and field; Leave axe, and spade, and hammer, For weaker hands to wiel Come from Penobscot's pine-clad banks, Where the hardy woodman's axe Hurls crashing down the giant tree Upon the bear's fresh tracks; From the clustered hills of granite, Crowned with the noble name Of him, whose home dishonored Has left to us his fame; From where Ticonderoga Looks out on blue Champlain; From the green shores of Erie, The field of Lundy's Lane; From Bennington and Plattsburg, From Saratoga's plain, From every field of battle Where honored dead remain. Up, Massachusetts! seize the sword That won calm peace and free ; Ense petit placidam sub libertate quietem. 'Tis thine, still thine, to lead
lemn lips of question, like the Sphynx in Egypt's sands! This day we fashion Destiny, our web of fate we spin; This day for all hereafter choose we holiness or sin; Even now from starry Gerizim, or Ebal's cloudy crown, We call the dews of blessing, or the bolts of cursing down! By all for which the Martyrs bore their agony and shame; By all the warning words of truth with which the Prophets came; By the Future which awaits us; by all the hope which cast Their faint and trembling beams across the blackness of the Past, And in the awful name of Him who for earth's freedom died; O ye people! O my brothers! let us choose the righteous side! So shall the Northern pioneer go joyfully on his way, To wed Penobscot's waters to San Francisco's bay; To make the rugged places smooth, and sow the vales with grain, And bear, with Liberty and Law, the Bible in his train; The mighty West shall bless the East, and sea shall answer sea, And mountain unto mountain call: praise God, for we are free!
160. the Nation's voice. by Rev. Marshall B. Smith. No longer shall our standard Ignobly trail in dust, Or the sword within its scabbard Corroded be with rust; For the Nation's heart is beating With quick and mighty throes, And the Nation's hands are ready To subdue the Nation's foes. From blue Penobscot's waters To Potomac's crystal tide, From the great Atlantic seaboard To Nevada's snowy side, One mighty voice is uttered, Like the thunders of the sky: ”‘Neath the Stars and Stripes we'll rally, And for them we will die. Though the colors of the rebels Float on every Southern plain, We will tear them from the staff-head, And raise ‘the Stripes’ again. Though the enemies of Freedom Come forth in all their might, In the strength of God we'll meet them, And battle for the right. We will rally for our country, And for human freedom, too, And bravely meet the traitors ‘Neath the old Red, White, and Blue. ”The spirit of our fathers Revives in us to-day, For their valor and their