k
From the truth they needs must think;
They are slaves, who dare not be
In the right with _two_ or _three_.

That's my Country.

Does the land, in native might,
Pant for Liberty and Right?
Long to cast from human kind
Chains of body and of mind--
That's my country, that's the land
I can love with heart and hand,
O'er her miseries weep and sigh,
For her glory live and die.

Does the land her banner wave,
Most invitingly, to save;
Wooing to her arms of love,
Strangers who would freemen prove?
That's the land to which I cling,
Of her glories I can sing,
On her altar nobly swear
Higher still her fame to rear.

Does the land no conquest make,
But the war for honor's sake--
Count the greatest triumph won,
That which most of good has done--
That's the land approved of God;
That's the land whose stainless sod
O'er my sleeping dust shall bloom,
Noblest land and noblest tomb!

LIBERTY BATTLE-SONG.

From "The Emancipator." Air--"Our Warrior's Heart."

[Music]

Arouse, ye friends of law and right,
Arouse, arouse, arouse!
All who in Freedom's cause delight,
Arouse, arouse, arouse!
The time, the time, is drawing near,
When we must at our posts appear;
Then clear the decks for action, clear!
Arouse, arouse, arouse!

Awake, and couch Truth's fatal dart
Awake! awake! awake!
Bid error to the shades depart,
Awake! awake! awake!
Prepare to deal the deadly blow,
To lay the power of Slavery low,
A ballot, lads, is our veto;
Awake! awake! awake!

Arise! ye sons of honest toil,
Arise! arise! arise!
Ye free-born tillers of the soil,
Arise! arise! arise!
Come from your workshops and the field,
We've sworn to conquer ere we'll yield;
The ballot-box is Freedom's shield,
Arise! arise! arise!

Unite, and strike for equal laws,
Unite! unite! unite!
For equal Justice! that's our cause
Unite! unite! unite!
Shall the vile slavites win the day?
Shall men of whips and blood bear sway?
Unite, and dash their chains away,
Unite! unite! unite!

March on! and vote the hireling down,
March on! march on! march on!
Our blighted land with blessings crown,
March on! march on! march on!
Shall Manhood ever wear the chain?
Shall Freedom look to us in vain?
Up to the struggle! Strike again!
March on! march on! march on!

Hurrah! the word pass down the line,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Birney's and Morris' name shall shine,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Like comets, on their cou