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Frank Pixley you who kiss the hand	A
That strove to cut the country's throat	B
Cannot forgive the hands that smote	B
Applauding in a distant land	B
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Applauding carelessly as one	C
The weaker willing to befriend	B
Until the quarrel's at an end	B
Then learn by whom it was begun	C
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When North was pitted against South	D
Non combatants on either side	B
In calculating fury vied	B
And fought their foes by word of mouth	D
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That devil's camisade you led	B
With formidable feats of tongue	E
Upon the battle's rear you hung	E
With Samson's weapon slew the dead	B
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So hot the ardor of your soul	F
That every fierce civilian came	G
His torch to kindle at your name	G
Or have you blow his cooling coal	F
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Men prematurely left their beds	H
And sought the gelid bath so great	B
The heat and splendor of your hate	B
Of Englishmen and 'Copperheads '	-
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King Liar of deceitful men	I
For imposition doubly armed	B
The patriots whom your speaking charmed	B
You stung to madness with your pen	I
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There was a certain journal here	J
Its English owner growing rich	K
Your hand the treason wrote for which	K
A mob cut short its curst career	L
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If Pixley you had not the brain	M
To know the true from false or you	N
To Truth had courage to be true	N
And loyal to her perfect reign	M
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If you had not your powers arrayed	B
To serve the wrong by tricksy speech	O
Nor pushed yourself within the reach	O
Of retribution's accolade	B
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I had not had the will to go	P
Outside the olive bordered path	Q
Of peace to cut the birch of wrath	Q
And strip your body for the blow	P
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Behold how dark the war clouds rise	R
About the mother of our race	S
The lightnings gild her tranquil face	S
And glitter in her patient eyes	R
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Her children throng the hither flood	B
And lean intent above the beach	O
Their beating hearts inhibit speech	O
With stifling tides of English blood	B
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'Their skies but not their hearts they change	T
Who go in ships across the sea'	R
Through all centuries to be	U
The strange new land will still be strange	T
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The Island Mother holds in gage	V
The souls of sons she never saw	R
Superior to law the law	R
Of sympathetic heritage	W
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Forgotten now the foolish reign	M
Of wrath which sundered trivial ties	R
A soldier's sabre vainly tries	R
To cleave a spiritual chain	M
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The iron in our blood affines	R
Though fratricidal hands may spill	X
Shall Hate be throned on Bunker Hill	X
Yet Love abide at Seven Pines	R

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