So copperheads, with fiendish guile,
The name of freedom would defile,
While they her mask and robe display,
The better to deceive—betray
The wandering, friendless, emigrant,
Confiding, poor and ignorant,
Who deems “Democracy” a name
Of something real, not a sham!
In reference to these, our course
Has been unwise—from bad to worse;