The Whig standard., 1843-12-19
MISCELLAN N E Gus.
THE GATHERING OF THE STATES.

MI > Y III u "A N r Y U y.
THE GATHERING OF THE STATES.
OR, who'll BE CHIEF BUT HARRY?
Written expressly for the !" National Clay MINSTREL
by Gentleman of Philadelphia.
AIR" Wh4H be King but Charlie ~
Come sons Of men who made the tea
And fought like braves at Bunker
And Yankee folks from Maine to York,
Gray head and gallant Younker;
Draw on your feathers,
And mount your feathers,
You're not the lads to tarry,--
When men of steel,
Who think and feel,
Are up and out for Harry!
Draw on your feathers,
And mount your feathers,
Leave plough in furrow,
And trade in borough,
TO choose the best in all the land,
For who'll be chief but Harry!
The Empires countless sons are out
From ocean shores to Erie;
From Hudson's banks. and Mohawks wales,
The men that never weary t@
To arms they gather,
In spite of weather, 8
A glorious end TO carry;
The country's cause,
The land and laws, a.9
Led on by Western Harry.
s4 @ a Draw on, &c.
The Pennsylvania Bauers come,
A corps of honest fellows, M
And miners leave their mountain home, ss
And furnace-men the bellows; .l \
Around they gather, g
In spite Of weather,
Their lawful rights to carry;
Protection fair, G
OF wealth share,
And guaranteed by Harry.
relaalNEt s#s S6a Draw on, &c.
Bold Delaware is up in arms,
New Jersey full of fight sir;
And Maryland is true and strong, a stsf
The old Dominion's right, sir. sih
In spite Of weather, as
They rush together, segfY
Broad seals on banners airy,
4 In glory fout,
AS rings the shout,
&a oOur seals are safe with Harry"
n Draw on, &c.
Old North, who never breaks her faith,
And frank Kentuck the steady, 5f4
To head the column, charge the foe, rs r
And spike the guns are ready; m ~
They march together, s4sag
In any weather,
A traitors thrusts to parry;
To save the land,
They know command,
Must fall on gallant Harry!
Draw on, &c.
The Pukes and Hoosiers spring to arms,
The Wolverines are nigh, sir, N4a
And trusty Buckeyes pick the flint,
The fight again to try, Sir.
They're out together, ;p.
In worst of weather, .s.. ,sef
No man will camp or marry,
Till safe and sound,
The country's found,
In trust of faithful Harry.
@aa Draw on, &c.
How proudly marches Tennessee, 1 4
The fearless and the free, sir; a
Who never struck feeble blow, M
Andwill not dodge or Zee, sir,
In any weather,
She mounts the feather, pI
At hickory sticks not scary
With might for right,
She darcs the fight,
Her war-cry, death or Harry.
81 Draw on, sc.
Louisiana, Illinois,
And Alabama, come, sir, s3
For Arkansas, Missouri, too,
And Florida make room, sir
They'll break the tether,
And march together,
A band both bold and wary,
For well they know,
To beat the foe,
No chief will do but Harry!
Draw on, &c.
Let Carolina bow to Baal,
New Hampshire bend the knee, sir;
But Georgia comes, with flags and drums,
From chains and collars free, sir;
Her sons together,
In spite of weather,
From Brainard to st. Mary;
From faithless hands,
To wrest their lands,
Are calling out for Harry.
Draw on, &c.
A nations shout is laundering out,
From Mars Hill to Cape Sable;
And sea-gods quail, as booms that hail,
And quake the mountains stable.
They wave the feather,
They cry together,
Till rocks the eagles aeric
And city domes,
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