“Her head is bowed downwards: so pensive her air,
As she looks on the ground with her pale, solemn face,”—
The South: By Father Ryan. (C. S. B.)
“Yes, give me the land
Where the ruins are spread,”—
The South: By Charlie Wildwood. Music by John H. Hewitt, published by Julian A. Selby, Columbia, South Carolina, (R. R. and R. B. M., 1863.)
“The bright rose of beauty, unnurtur’d by art,
And purity’s lily doth thrive in thy heart”—
The South and North: (R. B. B., 101.)
“The Southrons and the Northers, oh