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CONNECTICUT TWELFTH. 153
The Power that led these valiant men
Through stormy seas of sorrow, Can still illume our night of gloom
With dawn of happier morrow.
Then, comrades, as we lie encamped
Upon the river's border, We '11 patient wait, through every fate,
The wished-for marching-order. We '11 keep our muskets clean and bright,
Our pulses calm and steady, And when the hour of action comes,
The foe shall find us " ready." *
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HYMN OF THE CONNECTICUT TWELFTH. Tune — "America."
BE Thou our country's Chief,
In this our year of grief,
All Father great ; Go forth with awful tread, Crush Treason's serpent head, Bring back our sons misled,
And save our State. |
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