  Arouse! my honest countrymen, Throughout this mighty nation, And let us give three hearty cheers For Lincoln’s nomination. Brave Hamlin, too, is qualified To fill the highest station; With “Abe” to steer, we’ll man the Ship, The Democrats are looking on With dread anticipation, And at us hurl anathemas Of fierce vituperation. Their broken ranks they wish to fill, No matter from what nation; We hear them say, “Good fellow, Pat— You’ll have a situation.” But when election day is past, In vain you’ll search creation To find the friend that promised Pat Such great remuneration. Republicans, then hoist the flag— “No Slavery extension,” And plant it on our Capitol, In Abe’s administration. |
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