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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1910 edition. Excerpt: ...it ever, ever will. They buried our old flag tauntingly, But the taunts soon found a grave, While the old broad stripes in triumph rose The Union strong to save. They buried our old flag down south, And raised a rebel one. It brought them neither power nor joy, --Desolation with it came. THE MERRIMAC THE Merrimac, we'll not deny, We've always been afraid of, For, you know, she's iron bound, And mischief she is made of. We'll not deny we've watched her close. She's a foe to be afraid of, And very like we soon shall know If good metal she is made of. She boasts a coat both strong and true, She looks so, as she steams up, But Ericsson, before she thinks, May neatly rip her seams up. The first day's wear, she showed weak spots. The Monitor poked her nose through. She's patched the rents, and out again With a sharp, steel, pointed bow, too. A bow like a two-edged sword To cut our ships asunder, But if they do I think they'll hear Some startling claps of thunder. WAR SONG REAT and small, one and all, I'll sing a song the whole day long--A song of victory. Jeff in wisdom thought he'd planned This great nation's fall. Now listen, listen unto me, Listen one and all. You see we're just as upright as When he made the boast That he would sit in Washington. And now we'll drink a toast: Here's hoping, Jeff, that you may see You never knowed enough To lick the North, to hurt her much, --Her hide is hard and tough; Her head's too full of wisdom; Her arms are far too long; She sets her feet too firmly down; Her sinews are too strong. Old Jeff, look out, you'll hurt yourself. You're on a rotten stump. If you don't get directly down, Your head will get a bump. Listen unto me. You know a man will often try To knock another down. His feet slip up, and..