| OCR Text |
Show 100 . . ho are gazing Let it go forth! The millions \lVI mile Sadly upon us fr om a fa r ' ksh car ivisn g ra' ising, And, unto God devout than so Bless us the while. ure and holy, 0 for your ancient freedom, p . earth ' . fa crroanmg ' For the deliverance o o d" crushed and For the wronged captive, blee ang, ' lowly, Let it go forth! 1 ·n yc falter Sons of the best of fathers : WI and at stake 1 With all they left ye penled I It r dotn's ho y a ar Uo! once again on i rce The fire awake ! Prayer-strong thened for the trial, cI ofmi eI tt ogether, Put on the harness for the mora g 1 'F tl And with the blessing of your heavenly 'a lCr, I ' l\fA I N'l'AIN T ilE RIGHT . APOLOGY To the ' chivalrous sons of the Sout!t,' for the formation of t!tc L adies' Anti-Slavery Society, in c HU*rf, N . I-I. MosT chivalrous gentlemen-pardon us, pray, And pity our present condition- The lady fanatics have carried the day, And openly preach Abolition ! The petticoat-plotters, with might and with main, Are tearing the bonds of the Union in twain ! VVe Jcnew, to our sorrow, that over their tea, These ladies, for months, had been brewing A plot to dismember the Union, and free Your slaves, to their positive ruin : But who would have dreamed that they ever would dare, In the face of New Hampshire, their purpose declare ! Oh, where had the fear of the puou t gone From the eyes of these turbulent ladies 1 And where Parson F"*k's indignation and scorn Which overwhelmed all, when he made his |
