South Carolina, a Patriotic Ode.

South Carolina,

Land of the Palmetto tree,
Sweet home of Liberty,
Of thee I sing
Land where my fathers died,
Land of Old Sumpter’s pride,
From every mountain side,

Carolina! Mother! thee,
Home of the noble free,
Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills,
My heart with rapture thrills,

Though fratricidal war,
Threatens thy peace to mar,
Thy sons will stand;
And hurl the invader forth,
Back to the bankrupt North,
E’er yet the yankee moth

Our father’s God, to thee,
Author of Liberty,
To thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright,
With freedom’s holy light,
Protect us by thy might