Let factions cease, let parties die,
Let Union be our only cry—
And away, men, away, men, to follow our flag,
Wheresoever it leads the way!
Begone, Sesesh!
Air—Begone, Dull Care.
Begone, Sesesh! I bid thee begone from me!
Begone, Sesesh! you’d better make haste and flee!
Long time you have been bullying here,
And fain would Union kill;