Dixie.

BY GEN. ALBERT PIKE, ARKANSAS.

I.

SOUTHRONS, hear your country call you!
Up! lest worse than death befall you!

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie! Lo! all beacon fires are lighted,

Let our hearts be now united !

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie !
Advance the flag of Dixie!

Hurrah! Hurrah!

For Dixie's land we'll take our stand,
To live or die for Dixie!

And conquer peace for Dixie!

To arms! To arms!

And conqueer peace for Dixie!

II.

Hear the Northern thunders mutter!

Northern flags in South wind flutter!

To arms to arms! to arms! in Dixie!

Send them back your fierce defiance!
Stamp upon the cursed alliance!

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie!

Advance the flag of Dixie! etc.

III.

Fear no danger! shun no labor!
Lift up rifle, pike and sabre!

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie! Shoulder pressing close to shoulder,

Let the odds make each heart bolder!

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie!
Advance the flag of Dixie! etc.
IV.

How the South's great heart rejoices,
At your cannon's ringing voices;

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie! For faith betrayed and pledges broken, Wrongs inflicted, insults spoken!

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie!
Advance the flag of Dixie! etc.
V.

Strong as lions, swift as eagles

Back to their kennels hunt these beagles! To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie!

Cut the unequal bonds asunder!

Let them hence each other plunder!

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie !

Advance the flag of Dixie! etc.

VI.

Swear upon your country's altar,

Never to give up or falter;

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie!

Till the spoilers are defeated,

Till the Lord's work is completed.

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie!

Advance the flag of Dixie! etc.

VII.

Halt not till our Federation,

Secures among earth's Powers its station!

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie! Then at peace and crowned with glory, Hear your children tell the story!

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie!
Advance the flag of Dixie! etc.
VIII.

If the loved ones weep in sadness,
Victory soon shall bring them gladness.
To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie'
Exultant pride soon banish sorrow;
Smiles chase tears away to-morrow,

To arms! to arms! to arms! in Dixie!
Advance the flag of Dixie! etc.

Dixie.

BY MRS. FANNY DOWNING, NORTH CAROLINA.

CREATED by a nation's glee,

With jest and song and revelry.
We sang it in our early pride,

Throughout our Southern borders wide,
While from ten thousand throats rang out
A promise in one glorious shout,

"To live and die for Dixie."

How well that promise was redeemed,
Is witnessed by each field where gleamed
Victorious-like the crest of Mars--

The banner of the Stars and Bars!
The cannons lay our warriors low—
We fill the ranks and onward go

"To live and die for Dixie."

To die for Dixie !-Oh, how blest,
Are those who early went to rest,
Nor knew the future's awful store,
But deemed the cause they fought for, sure
As heaven itself, and so laid down
The cross of earth for glory's crown,
And nobly died for Dixie.

To live for Dixie-harder part—
To stay the hand-to still the heart-
To seal the lips-enshroud the past—
To have no future-all o'ercast-
To knit life's broken threads again,
And keep her memory pure from stain-
This is to live for Dixie.

Beloved Land! beloved Song,

Your thrilling power shall last as long-
Enshrined within each Southern soul-
As Time's eternal ages roll;

Made holier by the test of years,

Baptized with our country's tears—
God and the right for Dixie!

THE LAND WE LOVE.

A Battle Call to Kentucky.

WALKER MERIWETHER BELL.

AROUSE thee, Kentucky! the graves of thy sires
Are pressed by the foot of the foe.

Has terror, or avarice smothered the fires
That were wont in thy bosom to glow?

Arise! shall the voice of Virginia in vain

Call aloud to the child of her pride?

Thou shouldst rush like a storm over mountain and plain,

To conquer or die at her side!

Alas! shall the rifles thy forefathers bore,

Hang rusted and cold in their place?

Has the spirit that kindled their bosoms of yore,
Forever deserted their race?

Awake! there is scorn in the beautiful eyes

Of thy maidens, and mothers and wives, "Have we given "--they ask, with indignant surprise. "To cowards our love and our lives?"

Awake, and redeem us! Arise in your might,

Or forfeit to manhood the claim!

The arm that refuses to strike for the right,
Let it wither and perish in shame.