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Thursday, 4 July 2019

Sons of the Union! by William Henry Timrod

I.
Sons of the Union, rise!
Stand ye not recreant by, and see
The brightest star in Freedom’s galaxy
Flung sullied from the skies!

II.
Hosts of the martyred brave!
Bend ye not your pure spirits from the clouds,
Indignant at the darkness that enshrouds
The land ye died to save?

III.
Sons of the brave! shall ye,
Basely submissive, crouch to faction’s slaves?
No! rather lay ye down in glorious graves:
‘Tis easy to die free!

IV.
And who the foes that dare
Flout the brave banner of a mighty land,
Which floating in a thousand fields, hath fanned
The brow of victory there?

V.
Laid they the scheme of blood,
Blasting the hope of ages yet to come,
Beneath some Temple’s consecrated dome,
With tears and prayers to God?

VI.
No! In the wassail hall,
Draining the maddening wine-cup, while the cries
Of brutal drunkenness affront the skies,
They planned their country’s fall!

VII.
God! do thy high decrees
Doom that our fathers’ blood was shed in vain,
And that our glorious Union’s sacred chain
Be snapped by foes like these?

VIII.
Sons of the Union, rise!
Stand ye not recreant by, and see
The highest star in Freedom’s galaxy
Flung sullied from the skies!

From: Timrod, Henry and Hayne, Paul H. (ed.), The Poems of Henry Timrod. Edited, with a Sketch of the Poet’s Life, New Revised Edition, 1872, E. J. Hale & Son: New York, pp. 14-16.
(https://docsouth.unc.edu/southlit/timrod/timrod.html)

Date: 1833

By: William Henry Timrod (1792-1838)