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In  "D ix ie 1!;  land"  th e y   swore  to  live  and  die.
                                  That.  wlh  their  watchword,  lhal.  tlicir bfitllc  cry.
                                  Then  rose  ■;■!’.  Iili-j Ii  d:c  wild  Confederate  yell,
                                  Resounding  over  cvcrv  hid  and  doll:—
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                                  Cheer r.fter cheer went  up th-it  starry  night
                                  From  met!    brave  a>:  ever jiaw  the  light.
                                  JSov.'  all is  still.   Each  tide  luid  played  its part.,
                                  Hoiv simple songs v.ri 11  fire  a  soldier’s  heart!

                                  But  hark!   From  Rappahannock  stream  diere  floats
                                  Another  "dr;  but,  ah 1  hov.r  sweet the viotc.s—
                                  Not. those  which  lash  men’s  passions  into  foam,
                                  But,  richest  ^em  of  sotil-,  ’twas  "  I  f.omc,  Sweet  Home,

                                  Phiyed i>y  the band,  which  reached the very  sou],
                                  Anc  down  the veteran's  checks  the tear-drop .stole.
                                  Men who  would  march  to  very  cannon's  mouth
                                  Wept  like  children,  Iron:  both  North  ar.d  South.

                                  Bei’ er.th those  weil-worn coats  r.f  pnvav ;-;nd  blue
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                                  Wei-c  generous,  tender  hearts,  both  brave anil  true.
                                  The  sentry  stopped  and  rented  on  nis  gusi,
                                  Wliiio back to  home  his  tbou^hhj  did .s’.viftly  run.
                                  Thinking  of  loving  vviT;::  and  children  there,
                                  With  no  one  left  to  guide  them,  ntnv.:  I.o  can;,
                                  St rip li Jig  lads  not strong enough  to  bear
                                  The  weight  of  sabre,  or the  knapsack  wear,

                                  Tried  to  stop  with foolish,  boyish  pride
                                 The starting tear;  as well try stop  the  tide
                                 Of  ceaseless  robin;;'  ocean, just as  well.
                                 As  stop those  tear^  winch  fa:;V  and  ijLS;tl::-  fell.

                                 Tilcii,  lo3  by  mutual  syinpaUiy  Lherc  rose
                                 A   shout  t rent undo us,  ibrgetdu^  ih-'y  were  foes,
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