THE SOUTH IN THE UNION.

An ancient Chronicle has told

That, in the famous days of old,

In Antioch under ground

The self-same lance was found —

Unbitten by corrosive rust —

The lance the Roman soldier thrust

In CHRIST'S bare side upon the Tree;

And that it brought

A mighty spell

To those who fought

The Infidel

And mighty victory.

And so this day

To you I say —

Speaking for millions of true Southern men —

In words that have no undertow —

I say, and say agen:

Come weal, or woe,

Should this Republic ever fight,

By land, or sea,

For present law, or ancient right

The South will be

As was that lance,

Albeit not found

Hid under ground

But in the forefront of the first advance!