thanks lovely singing that this morning esp that bit about
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> Huzza! She spurns the Northern scum!
> She breathes! She burns! She'll come! She'll come!
She'll come sounds pretty racey stuff orgasmic
cheers patrick m
quote jobby
> Thy peerless chivalry reveal,
> And gird they beauteous limbs with steel
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> Anthems tend to be pretty awful. The worst may be Maryland's state song,
> "Maryland my Maryland." Kari, you started this, so don't blame me.
>
> Maryland, My Maryland (to the tune of Oh Christmas Tree)
>
> I
> The despot's heel is on thy shore,
> Maryland!
> His torch is at thy temple door,
> Maryland!
> Avenge the patriotic gore
> That flecked the streets of Baltimore,
> And be the battle queen of yore,
> Maryland! My Maryland!
>
> II
> Hark to an exiled son's appeal,
> Maryland!
> My Mother State! to thee I kneel,
> Maryland!
> For life or death, for woe or weal,
> Thy peerless chivalry reveal,
> And gird they beauteous limbs with steel,
> Maryland! My Maryland!
>
> III
> Thou wilt not cower in the dust,
> Maryland!
> Thy beaming sword shall never rust,
> Maryland!
> Remember Carroll's sacred trust,
> Remember Howard's warlike thrust,-
> And all thy slumberers with the just,
> Maryland! My Maryland!
>
> IV
> Come! 'tis the red dawn of the day,
> Maryland!
> Come with thy panoplied array,
> Maryland!
> With Ringgold's spirit for the fray,
> With Watson's blood at Monterey,
> With fearless Lowe and dashing May,
> Maryland! My Maryland!
>
> V
> Come! for thy shield is bright and strong,
> Maryland!
> Come! for thy dalliance does thee wrong,
> Maryland!
> Come to thine own anointed throng,
> Stalking with Liberty along,
> And sing thy dauntless slogan song,
> Maryland! My Maryland!
>
> VI
> Dear Mother! burst the tyrant's chain,
> Maryland!
> Virginia should not call in vain,
> Maryland!
> She meets her sisters on the plain-
> Sic semper! 'tis the proud refrain
> That baffles minions back amain,
> Maryland!
> Arise in majesty again,
> Maryland! My Maryland!
>
> VII
> I see the blush upon thy cheek,
> Maryland!
> For thou wast ever bravely meek,
> Maryland!
> But lo! there surges forth a shriek,
> From hill to hill, from creek to creek,
> Potomac calls to Chesapeake,
> Maryland! My Maryland!
>
> VIII
> Thou wilt not yield the Vandal toll,
> Maryland!
> Thou wilt not crook to his control,
> Maryland!
> Better the fire upon thee roll, Better the shot, the blade, the bowl,
> Than crucifixion of the Soul,
> Maryland! My Maryland!
>
> IX
> I hear the distant thunder-hum,
> Maryland!
> The Old Line bugle, fife, and drum,
> Maryland!
> She is not dead, nor deaf, nor dumb-
> Huzza! She spurns the Northern scum!
> She breathes! She burns! She'll come! She'll come!
> Maryland! My Maryland!
>
>
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