The Common Squeal.
A Song for Shriekers.
I.
Men, whose fathers lied, and tricked, and bribed to bring about the Union,
Men, whose brothers at the Music Hall grimace,
I will show you that the Poet with your spirits own communion,
I will show you that the Bard is of your race.
II.
What are those that shriek and squeal against the Isle across the water.
What is he that crams our ears with patriot cant?