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SOLDIERS' AND SAILORS*
Be His great arm around you, John,
To guard you night and day;
Be our beloved country's shield,
Till the war has passed away.
Then take your gun and go, etc.
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ONLY NINE MILES TO THE JUNCTION."
WRITTEN BY H. MILLARD,
COMPANY A, SEVENTY-FIRST REGIMES!, N. Y. S. M.
Tune—The other Side of Jordan.
Hie troops of Rhode Island were posted along
On the road from Annapolis Station,
Is the Seventy-first Regiment, one thousand
strong,
Went on in defence of the nation.
^e'd been marching all day in the sun's scorch¬
ing ray,
With two biscuits each as a ration,
^hen we asked Gov. Sprague to show us the
way,
And " How many miles to the Junction ?"
thorns — How many miles, how many miles,
How many miles to the Junction ?
When we asked Gov. Sprague to show
us the way,
And " How many miles to the Junc¬
tion?"
he Rhode Island boys cheered us on out of
sight,
After giving the following injunction:
Just keep up your courage—you'll get there
to-night,
For 'tis only nine miles to the Junction."
ley gave us hot coffee, a grasp of the hand,
Which cheered and refreshed our exhaustion.
e reached in six hours the long-promised
land,
For 'twas " only nine miles to the Junction."
Only nine miles, etc.
ad now as we meet them on Washington's
streets,
They always do hail us with unction,
id still the old cry some one surely repeats,
" 'Twas only nine .miles to the Junction !"
iree cheers for the warm-hearted Rhode Island
boys,
May each one be true to his function,
id whene'er we meet, let us each other greet,
With " only nine miles from the Junction."
Only nine miles, etc.
ne cheers for the flag under which we will
fight, ,
If the traitors should dare to assail it;
-ie cheer for each mile we made on that night,
When 'twas " only nine miles to the Junc¬
tion."
ith hearts thus united — our breasts to the
foe —
Once again with delight we will hail it;
duty should call us, still onward we'll go,
If even " nine miles to the Junction."
Only nine miles, etc.
NORTHMEN, COME OUT!
DEDICATED TO THS MASSACHUSETTS REGIMBNT8.
BY CHARLES GODFREY LELAND.
(Air—JSursaheh,' heraws !)
Northmen, come out!
Forth unto battle with storm and shout!
Freedom calls you once again,
To flag and fort and tented plain ;
Then come with drum and trump and song.
And raise the war-cry wild and strong:
Northmen, come out!
Northmen, come out!
The foe is waiting round about,
With paixhan, mortar; and petard,
To tender us their Beau-regard;
With shot and shrapnel, grape and shell,
We'll give them back the fire of hell:
Northmen, come out!
Northmen, come out!
Give the pirates a roaring rout;
Out in your strength and" let them know
How Working Men to Work can go.
Out in your might and let them feel
How Mudsills strike when edged with steel:
Northmen, come out!
Northmen, come out!
Come like your grandsires stern and stout;
Though Cotton be of kingly stock,
Yet royal heads may reach the block;
The Puritan taught1 it once in pain,
His sons shall teach it once again:
Northmen, come out!
Northmen, come out!
Forth into battle with storm and shout!
He who lives with victory's blest,
He who dies gains peaceful rest.
Living or dying, let us be
Still vowed to God and Liberty !
Northmen, come out!
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PRO P ATRIA.
INSCRIBED TO THE SECOND NEW-HAMPSHIRE KEOIHB2T?.
BY THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH.
I.
The grand old earth shakes at the tread of the
Norsemen,
Who meet, as of old, in defence of the trne ;
All hail to the stars that are set in their banner !
All hail to the red, and the white, and the
blue!
As each column wheels by,
Hear their hearts' battle-cry —
It was Warren's — 'T-is sweet for our country
to die !
n.
Lancaster and Coos, Laconia and Concord,
Old Portsmouth and Keene, send their stal¬
wart young men ;
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