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Otago Witness, Issue 571, 8 November 1862, Page 7

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THE LADY OF OH AULEBTO WN. Yes, take these diamonds from my breast, The«e pearls nntl rubies r.ire • Take from my neck the chain of gold.

The ciic'er, from my hair ! The Northern lumie/ai-e pi'p&sinjv hard On the c mi!) in Tunnesse ; They swa-'< where Mississippi rolls Her waters to the sea. In (»lil Yinrinia's storied land Our fiitjiids bp|»-a?nered lie : From eastern hills, on western strand, They hear this foeman's cry. And what to me were jewels gay, If Southern men should lose the day ? The c jewels, trinkets, turned to gold, Might speed some help from f.ir, .To soothe som? heart, to nerve some arm, In the coming sho-k of war. 'Tis true, from our dear Southern land, I little have t give ; My tears aud prayers might nought avail, Aud 'twould be death ti live. I have three brothers in the war, ■ My lover, too is th^re, YH, Mii>uld I hear that they were slain, I would not yet despair. But dark to me the month of May, If Southern men should lo.se the day, Oh, by Manassas' bloody rout, Hy Springfield's battle won, By all Uih fi /hts that y« have fought The during die s ye've done — By all the tales of- ldun time, That freedom's triumphs tell, By the spring of noble English blood That in your veins doth dwell, Be strong, ti^hton, on every field Yourselves will tak-i your part : The Southern land shall never yield, While beats the Southern heart. Though we but ten, and iwontv Uioy, The Southern iae;i shall win the d-iy J Standard. F.W.H