Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1846-01-29

Ho-all to the borders vermoniers, come down,
With your breeches Of deerskn, and jackets Of brown
With your red wooden caps, aud your moeeasins,
To the gathering summons of trumpet and drum.
Come down with your rifles let gray wolf and FOX
Howl on in the shade Of their primitive rocks;
Let the bear feed securely from Pig-Pen and stall
Here's twO-legged game Tor your powder and ball
On South the Du,chmen, enveIoPed in grease;
And, arming for battle, while canng Of peace;
On our East crafty Meshech' has gathered his band,
To hang up our leaders, and eat land.
Ho-hll to the rescue For Satan shall work
No gain for his legions Of Hampshire and York
They claim possessions,-the pitiful knsves-
The tribute pay, shall be prisons and graves
Let Clinton and Ten Broek with brides hands,
Still seek to divide US, and parcel our lands -
We've coats for our traitors, whoever they are;
The warp is of tsalsers-the filling Of tar.
Does the od bay threaten Docs Congress complain
swarms Hampshire in our borders again
Bark the war.dogs of Britain aloud on the lake
Let EN- come what they they welcome to take
What seek they among us' The pride of our wealth
Is comfort, conentmeni, and labor and health,
And lands which, as FIeemen, we only have irod,
Independent of all, the mercies of God.
Yet allegiance; we bow to no throne;
Our ruler is law, and the law is own;
Our leaders themselves iellow.men,
Who handle the sword, or the scythe, or the pen.
Our wives all true, and daughters are fair,
With their blue eyes of Smiles and their light flowing hair
All brisk at their wheels till the dark eventual,
Then biihe al the sleishrde, the huskug, and ball
We We sheep on the hill sides we We cows on the plain
And gay-tasseed corn-Gelds, and rank growing gram
There deer the mountains and woodpigeons ay
From the crack Of our muskets like clouds on the sky
And there's fish in streamets and rivers, which take
Their from the hills broad bosoned lake
Through rock.arched Winoosk the salmon leaps free,
And the portly shad follows all fresh from the
Like a sun beam the pickerel glides through his pool
And the spotted sleeps where the is COOL
Or darts from his shelter Of rock and of root
AT the beaver quick plunge, the anglers pursuit
And ours are the mountains, which awfuly rise
Till they their green heads the blue OF the skies
And ours are the forests unwas,ed, unshorn,
Save where the wild path OF the tempest is torn.
And though savage and wild be this climate of CURSE
Aud brief be our season ofirus and of flowers,
Far desrer the blast round mountains which raves,
Than the sweet zephyr which breahes slaves
Hurra for VERMONT for the land which till
Must have to defend her from valley and hill
Leave tile harvest to the field where it grows,
And the reaping of wheat for the reapng of foes.
From far Mchseoui's wild valley to where
Poosoomsuck steals down from his wood. crcled lair,
From shOccook river to LuiteTock town.
HO-all to the rescue VermOniers, come down!
Come York Hampshire traitors and knaves
Ifye rule DER our land ye shall rule grares;
Our vow is reeorded-our banner unfuredi
In the name of Vermont we defy all the DoorldB