otttjj Carolina, 
 
 A PATRIOTIC ODE. 
 
 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, 
 Let Freedom ring. 
 
 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 
 Like that above 
 
 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 
 Shall stain thy land. 
 
 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 
 Great God ! our King. 
 
 Charleston, S. C, 1861 
 
#2 
 
Hollinger Corp. 
 
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