Arouse, ye friends of law and right,
Arouse, arouse, arouse!
All who in Freedom's cause delight,
Arouse, arouse, arouse!
The time, the time, is drawing near,
When we must at our posts appear;
Then clear the decks for action, clear!
Arouse, arouse, arouse!
Awake, and couch Truth's fatal dart
Awake! awake! awake!
Bid error to the shades depart,
Awake! awake! awake!
Prepare to deal the deadly blow,
To lay the power of Slavery low,
A ballot, lads, is our veto;
Awake! awake! awake!
Arise! ye sons of honest toil,
Arise! arise! arise!
Ye free-born tillers of the soil,
Arise! arise! arise!
Come from your workshops and the field,
We've sworn to conquer ere we'll yield;
The ballot-box is Freedom's shield,
Arise! arise! arise!
Unite, and strike for equal laws,
Unite! unite! unite!
For equal Justice! that's our cause
Unite! unite! unite!
Shall the vile slavites win the day?
Shall men of whips and blood bear sway?
Unite, and dash their chains away,
Unite! unite! unite!
March on! and vote the hireling down,
March on! march on! march on!
Our blighted land with blessings crown,
March on! march on! march on!
Shall Manhood ever wear the chain?
Shall Freedom look to us in vain?
Up to the struggle! Strike again!
March on! march on! march on!
Hurrah! the word pass down the line,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Birney's and Morris' name shall shine,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Like comets, on their country's page,
Without a cloud, undimmed by age,
Revered by patriot and by sage;
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Birney and Liberty.
Hurrah! the ball is rolling on,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
In spite of whig or loco don,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Our country still has hopes to rise,
The bravest efforts win the prize,
Hurrah! &c.
With joy elate our friends appear,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Our vaunting foes are filled with fear,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Ten thousand slaves have run away
From Georgia to Canada;
Hurrah! &c.
Lo! all the world for Birney now,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
See! as he comes the parties bow,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
No iron mixed with miry clay,
Will ever do, the people say,
Hurrah! &c.
Then up, ye hearties, one and all!
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Be faithful to your country's call;
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Let none the vote of freedom shun,
Run to the meeting—run, run, run!
Hurrah, &c.
Be Birney's name the one you choose,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Let not a soul his ballot lose,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
No other man in this our day
Will ever do, the people say:
Hurrah! &c.
THE BALLOT-BOX.
Air—from "Lincoln."
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