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224 THE CAMP WAR-SONG.
Rebel miscreants, stand from under !
Ye who bear the traitor's name ! Every star's a bolt of thunder —
Every stripe, a living flame! Arise, &c.
By our patriot sires in glory — By our sainted Washington —
We will fight, till every Tory
Falls, that breathes beneath the sun !
By our homes, our hearths, and altars — By our sweethearts, children, wives —
He who from our Union falters, Dies, hath he a thousand lives ! Arise, &c.
Under Grant, our valiant leader, We will lay the traitors low ;
Crushed to .earth, each vile seceder Soon shall to our vengeance bow. Arise, &c.
Abraham ! thy name shall cheer us 'Mid the war-field's bloody strife;