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THE SONS OF OLD LUZERNE. 255 |
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As our pine, as our pine,
Always shine, always shine, Ever verdant, amid winter's blast;
Let our faith in the Right
Make us stand to the fight, Not relax while the battle doth last.
Sons of Maine ! Sons of Maine !
Not in vain, not in vain, Let our brothers encamped call for aid ;
Let the Seven Thousand* charge !
With the One-Armed, at their targe, And Rebellion at our feet will be laid. |
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THE SONS OF OLD LUZERNE.
BY M. L. T. HAKTMAN.
ALL honor to our Luzerne boys,
Who volunteered to save our land ! Who left kind friends and fireside joys, To join the patriotic band.
When Freedom's blast was issued forth From our Republic's capitol,
* Maine's quota of 300,000. |
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