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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420873" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Voice Of New England</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">UP the hillside, down the glen,<br>Rouse the sleeping citizen;<br>Summon out the might of men!<br>Like a lion growling low,<br>Like a night-storm rising slow,<br>Like the tread of unseen foe;<br>It is coming, it is nigh!<br>Stand your homes and altars by;<br>On your own free thresholds die.<br>Clang the bells in all your spires;<br>On the gray hills of your sires<br>Fling to heaven your signal-fires.<br>From Wachuset, lone and bleak,<br>Unto Berkshire's tallest peak,<br>Let the flame-tougued heralds speak.<br>Oh, for God and duty stand,<br>Heart to heart and hand to hand,<br>Round the old graves of the land.<br>Whoso shrinks or falters now,<br>Whoso to the yoke would bow,<br>Brand the craven on his brow!<br>Freedom's soil hath only place<br>For a free and fearless race,<br>None for traitors false and base.<br>Perish party, perish clan;<br>Strike together while ye can,<br>Like the arm of one strong man.<br>Like that angel's voice sublime,<br>Heard above a world of crime,<br>Crying of the end of time;<br>With one heart and with one mouth,<br>Let the North unto the South<br>Speak the word befitting both:<br>'What though Issachar be strong!<br>Ye may load his back with wrong<br>Overmuch and over long:<br>'Patience with her cup o'errun,<br>With her weary thread outspun,<br>Murmurs that her work is done.<br>'Make our Union-bond a chain,<br>Weak as tow in Freedom's strain<br>Link by link shall snap in twain.<br>'Vainly shall your sand-wrought rope<br>Bind the starry cluster up,<br>Shattered over heaven's blue cope!<br>'Give us bright though broken rays,<br>Rather than eternal haze,<br>Clouding o'er the full-orbed blaze.<br>'Take your land of sun and bloom;<br>Only leave to Freedom room<br>For her plough, and forge, and loom;<br>'Take your slavery-blackened vales;<br>Leave us but our own free gales,<br>Blowing on our thousand sails.<br>'Boldly, or with treacherous art,<br>Strike the blood-wrought chain apart;<br>Break the Union's mighty heart;<br>'Work the ruin, if ye will;<br>Pluck upon your heads an ill<br>Which shall grow and deepen still.<br>'With your bondman's right arm bare,<br>With his heart of black despair,<br>Stand alone, if stand ye dare!<br>'Onward with your fell design;<br>Dig the gulf and draw the line:<br>Fire beneath your feet the mine:<br>'Deeply, when the wide abyss<br>Yawns between your land and this,<br>Shall ye feel your helplessness.<br>'By the hearth, and in the bed,<br>Shaken by a look or tread,<br>Ye shall own a guilty dread.<br>'And the curse of unpaid toil,<br>Downward through your generous soil<br>Like a fire shall burn and spoil.<br>'Our bleak hills shall bud and blow,<br>VInes our rocks shall overgrow,<br>Plenty in our valleys flow; —<br>'And when vengeance clouds your skies,<br>Hither shall ye turn your eyes,<br>As the lost on Paradise!<br>'We but ask our rocky strand,<br>Freedom's true and brother band,<br>Freedom's strong and honest hand;<br>'Valleys by the slave untrod,<br>And the Pilgrim's mountain sod,<br>Blessed of our fathers' God!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q>
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Rouse the sleeping citizen;
Summon out the might of men!
Like a lion growling low,
Like a night-storm rising slow,
Like the tread of unseen foe;
It is coming, it is nigh!
Stand your homes and altars by;
On your own ..."></div>
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