The Exiled Soldier's Adieu to Maryland

Camp near Manassas ,July 5, 1861. x.

The Exiled Soldier’s Adieu to Maryland.

Adieu my home! Adieu dear Maryland!
For honor calls me now away from thee;
To end my days within my native land,
Has ever been the sweetest hope to me,
But tyrants trample thee into the dust,
And drive me forth to fight, but still for thee,
My sword shall not ingloriously rust,
Exiled, I swear to die, or set thee free!

I love my home, I love its mountains blue,
Its sea-washed shores, its vales, its pleasant fields,
And its fair cities, and the brave and true,
Who bared unarmed their breasts as Freedom’s shields,
But leaving all I place in God my trust,
And go to battle for the right and thee;
My sword shall not ingloriously rust;
Exiled, I swear to die, or set thee free!

Adieu dear hearts! Ah! Mother, Sister, Wife!
One tear at parting, and one heart-felt sigh,
For brothers still in chains and then to strife,
Where free we conquer, or still free we die.
Hope on then Maryland, God still is just,
For Faith, and Love, and Freedom wait for thee!
My sword shall not ingloriously rust!
Exiled, I swear to die, or set thee free.

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