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The Daily Dispatch: February 12, 1862., [Electronic resource], The Sequel. (search)
p and sullen gloom Which darkens over your sunny land With thunder in its womb! Are ye so blind ye cannot see The omens in the say? Are ye so deaf ye cannot hear The whips and scorn of men, Who hide the heart of Titus Oates, Beneath the words of Penn? Are ye so base, that foot to foot, ye will not gladly stand For land and life, for child and wife, With naked steel in hand? A preacher to the pulpit comes, And calls upon the crowd, For Southern creeds, and Southern hopes, To weave a bloody shroud! Men of the South! look up — behold The deep and sullen gloom, Which darkens o'er your sunny land With thunder in its womb! Are ye so blind ye cannot see The omens in the sky? Are ye so deaf ye cannot hear The tramp of foemen night? Are ye so dull ye will endure The whips and scorns of men, Who hide the heart of Pitus Oates Beneath the words of Penn! Are ye so base that, foot to foot, Ye will not gladly stand For land and life, for child and wife, With naked steel in hand?