One Country

after all, One country, brethren! We must rise or fall With the Supreme Republic. We must be The makers of her immortality,— Her freedom, fame, Her glory or her shame: Liegemen to God and fathers of the free! After all— Hark! from the heights the clear, strong, clarion call And the command imperious: “Stand forth, Sons of the South and brothers of the North! Stand forth and be As one on soil and sea— Your country’s honor more than empire’s worth!” After all, ’T is Freedom wears the loveliest coronal; Her brow is to the morning; in the sod She breathes the breath of patriots; every clod Answers her call And rises like a wall Against the foes of liberty and God!

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English
Frank Lebby Stanton

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