A Song For The Union

England's heavv chaina oppressed us, Ánd lier footïiad held us down, Till the people, full of fury, Kaised the shoiit, "BeiUt the orown !" All tlio nat on heard the watehword, - Every lown sent up tlio ory. - Aiiswering, like a 6oltuin eclio. "We wil! conquer or will diel" Then were seen The bravo Thirte.n Figliting for our liberty. AH New England's heroe" wakened, Wit.h the courage 'wrengs ins)ire - Iferved themselve to stand tho s'.ruggle, Dare nnd brave Old England's ire; WUlle friim every hill and valley Throning came an answering band, Poorly eind , hal f-arined, but héroes, Anu tor ireedom Look their stand, Then were icen Tiio brave Tlurteen Wicning us a fice boru lanJ. Yietory' crowned their gallant struiLgle, - ■ God nlone thcy owncri as king, Aiul they stood a froe-born people, Sheltered y f,he Almighty's wing ; Wbile their statesmen and llieir héroes To a compact set their hand, - "All our strength lies in our Union; Tothe world as one we'll gtaud," The Old 'I hirtecn Since then have heen Honored and biest in every land. Oh! the contïast time now shows ua! Scnrce a hundred years have pasaed, Anl the smothered nmtterings warn us lilis will be the Union's last. Last ! Viuginia, you wlio gnvo 113 Our dear Father. Slattsman, Chief, Can you let the lifo he tought for- A great nütion's - be o brief ? Strife between The Old Thirteer. ! liever lot that sight be seen. Georgia ! whose chivalrio aoldier Provfld t he worth of gentle blood, When the enemy struck so bolaly And o erswept jou like a flood, Willyou turn your steel against thosa Who,"wheii in your diresi need, Came to strengthen those proud spil it? Georgians dure y-ou say, "Öeeede"? Blood between That Old Thirteen- Brothers both in word and deed ! Thy records. Cauouna, po'nt ft'here The first blood for freedom feil; By the mother who thus bore yuu, Will you bid us all farewell? Wild nnd wiltful, proud, impatient, Haughty sister, have you known Through jour turbulent life we loved you For a beauty of your own, - Loved you truly, Even unduly. And could never have you gone? By the memorie' of the Keystone, - By the Jkrsie's blood stainad snow, - By our Empiee's glnous baúles, By the record of our foes, - By Schuyler, Knox, old Putiinm, Grcene,- By Marion's men and Harry Lee, Let ua forgot all pariy strife, And only know that we are ree 1 he world bas seeu What we have been. Oh! still preserve the Old Thirteen. With what blindness ars we srnitten, Brother ihus opposing biother, In the nation's past 'tis written, Fretdom ie our glorious mother. You can oount her pangs of travoil In the banner waving oe'r us; Hist.ry tells the wreek and earnage Thnt o'erspread her when she bore ua, Shall love languiah When her anguiah, Beacon-like, Btill floata before us? PaHied be the lipa that frame it,-rHclplesa fall that foeman's arm, - Turn his fieieest slrength to weakness, Who would do a brolhei harm And, Oh God ! wilt thou take vengeanea Oj whoe'er, by word or deed. Broadcast o'er our noble country Sowed dUunion's fruitful seed? Curse the t-ongue Of old or young Who ehouts the battle-cry, "Seeede"! God, our Lord, be Thon our support, Thou our stay, in this dark hour; Guide us tdrough these angry mazes By Thine overseeing power; Blaet the rage of party seotions ; Cause euch war and .strife to cease; Giïe us, greatest gift to nations, Gire us Union, loveand peaco. Tlie Old Thirteen, On Thee shall lean; Lord, let their mutual luve ncreaso. Cast to the breeze that banner still, With not one single starerued, With not one singlo stripe effaeed; Shout, with a hearty, brave good will, "Let nought our happy land dÍ3sever, 1 he Union, one, and one foreverü" Wake tlie vide eehoes wilh ihat pean, -