AFTER THE VICTORIES Our weak hands from desolate brows; Shook the innermost being of justice, All its giant-heart's overtasked strength, - And even as we fell in the darkness Falling down, with our mouths in the dust; With toil-stained and redly-dyed garments That betokened us true to our trust, Ha! the wine-press of pain hath been trodden! Let them come in their redly-dyed garments, 267 268 OUR UNION. Not for failure their veins have been leavened Ha! Conquerors! Come ye out boldly, OUR UNION. BY ALFRED B. STREET. UR Union, the gift of our fathers! In wrath roars the tempest above! The darker and nearer our danger, The warmer and closer our love; Though stricken, it never shall perish; It bends, but not breaks, to the blast; OUR UNION. Foes rush on in fury to rend it, Our Union, ordained by Jehovah, – As the one mighty system divide. Our Union, the lightning of battle First kindled the flame of its shrine ! The blood and the tears of our people Have made it forever divine. In battle we then will defend it! Will fight till the triumph is won! 269 Till the States form the realm of the Union As the sky forms the realm of the sun. 270 THE FISHERMAN OF BEAUFORT. THE FISHERMAN OF BEAUFORT. BY MRS. FRANCES D. GAGE. THE tide comes up, and the tide goes down, And still the fisherman's boat, At early dawn and at evening shade, His net goes down, and his net comes up, "De fishes dey hates de ole slave nets, The tide comes up, and the tide goes down, And the oysterman below Is picking away, in the slimy sands, In the sands ob de long ago. But now if an empty hand he bears, There's no stretching board for the aching bones, The tide comes up, and the tide goes down, As the moaning winds, through the moss-hung oaks, THE FISHERMAN OF BEAUFORT. 271 "O massa white man! help de slave, And de wife and chillen too; Eber dey'll work, wid de hard, worn hand, The tide comes up, and the tide goes down, As it chants unceasing the anthem grand "Den gib him* de work, and gib him de pay, For de chillen and wife him love; And de yam shall grow, and de cotton shall blow, For him love de ole Carlina State, Ef de brack folks am go free." * The colored people use the word "him" for "us," and apply the same pronoun to animate and inanimate objects, whether of masculine, feminine, or neuter gender. |