V.

Where's the dastard that cowers and falters In the sight of his hearthstones and altars? With the faith of the free in the God of the brave, Go forth; ye are mighty to conquer and save! By the blue Heaven shining above ye, By the pure-hearted thousands that love ye, Ye are armed with a might to prevail in the fight, And an ægis to shield and a weapon to smite! Then fail not, and quail not; the foe shall prevail not: With the faith and the will, ye shall conquer him still. To the knife--with the knife, Carolinians, For your homes, and your sacred dominions.

Ode--"Our City by the Sea."

By W. Gilmore Simms.