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254 A RECRUITING RALLY.
Marching along — marching along — Brave were their hearts, and brave was their song. 0, I know there are leaves on the old bay-tree, That are growing for their brows, in the land of
the free, — Marching along — marching along — " For God and their Country, they were marching
—♦— A RECRUITING RALLY.
BY " PORTLAND."
MEN of Maine ! men of Maine ! Now again, now again, Our country calls her sons to the field :
Leave your work, leave your plough, Rally prompt, rally now, For Dirigo 's emblazed on Maine's shield.
Hold not back, hold not back,
Glory's track, glory's track Opes to us, as it did to our sires ;
What they built, we renew,
Let their sons light anew Freedom's pure flame, of Liberty's fires.