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4 "SHOOT HIM ON THE SPOT." |
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"SHOOT HIM ON THE SPOT." A NATIONAL SONG. BY WILLIAM ROSS WALLACE. I.
WHEN Rebellion's impious hand Darkened o'er the loyal land, Threatening its old flag unfurled, Like a star-burst for the world — Well our Dix, the firm-souled, cried, From the mountain to the tide,
" lie who first that flag would lower,
"Shoot him on the spot!"
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Hark ! — from yonder billow red, Where devoted Lawrence bled ; From the hill where Warren's blade Freedom's sacred host arrayed ; From the tomb Potomac laves ; From ten thousand martyr-graves, Voices join that holy cry —
"Shoot him on the spot!" |
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