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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), Fail! (search)
Fail! by A. P. Mccombs. Fail! who dares to utter such a thought, With heritage so dearly bought; What! twenty millions freemen fail, Who do and dare, whose hearts ne'er quail, Whose cause is just and must prevail O'er every foe? Fail! with millions spent, with thousands slain, With all our tears, with all our pains, With all we've lost, with all we've won? By Fredericksburgh! by Donelson! By heaven, no! Fail! never while a Bunker Hill, Or Cowpens field is whispering still, Or Saratoga's frowning peak, Or Brandywine's red flowing creek, With Yorktown battlements still speak Of glorious deeds. We cannot drop a single star, While Italy looks to us afar, While Poland lives, while Ireland hopes, While Afric's son in slavery gropes, And silent pleads. Fail! never breathe such burning shame, Sell not your birthright or your name, He's sure a coward or a knave Who'd heap dishonor on the grave Of all the host of martyred brave, For liberty. What! twenty millions freemen fail, Whos
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 103 (search)
Yankees” but “the brave,” The noble and the daring free? Who'd rather moulder in the grave, Than bow to tyrant's slavery! Who but the “Yankees” dared to break The bonds of George, the tyrant king? And who but they, ne'er feared to stake Upon their cause their every thing? Who but the “Yankees” justly brought Destruction on the British tea, And then against the tyrant fought The battles of our Liberty? And who but they, with iron will-- A sabre and a trusty gun-- Earned laurels bright at Bunker Hill, At Concord, and at Lexington? Who but a “Yankee” dared to stand Before Ticonderoga's wall, And, in Jehovah's name command, “This night thou shalt surrender all” ? Call me a “Yankee!” --who but they, O'er Delaware's proud but frosty tide, With frozen feet, once pushed their way, Led on by Washington, their pride! Who but a “Yankee” forced to yield Cornwallis' trembling Hessian horde, And, as the victor of the field, Received that British tyrant's sword? Who but t
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), The Constitution. (search)
he weakness of his prophecies Of failure of free government — and long, Yes, long before the tyrant struggling dies, Will innovation's cheering, strengthening song, From his own people rise, a liberated throng. O solid keystone of the Union's arch! Will any dare to scoff or scorn at thee? Where are the warriors whose victorious march Secured for us our sacred liberty? Hark!--call them from their resting-place to be The judges of the man who dares deny Unto this useful code supremacy; From Bunker Hill and Yorktown they pass by, And blast the traitorous wretch, with lightning in each eye. Thou art the heart of all this mighty land! Thou art the soul of freedom and of right! Thou art our ruler; at thy high command The people raise their voice to praise or blight. Thine is the arm of law and warring might, The all that is American thou art! And if in foreign war or civil fight, Columbia's arm will shield her noble heart, The fierce and bloody strife will but new strength impart. Where art