GOD bless New Hampshire! from her granite peaks <br />Once more the voice of Stark and Langdon speaks. <br />The long-bound vassal of the exulting South <br />For very shame her self-forged chain has broken; <br />Turn the black seal of slavery from her mouth, <br />And in the clear tones of her old time spoken! <br />Oh, all undreamed-of, all unhoped for changes! <br />The tyrants's ally proves his sternest foe; <br />To all his biddings, from her mountain ranges, <br />New Hampshire thunders an indignant No! <br />Who is it now despairs? Oh, faint of heart, <br />Look upward to those Northern mountain cold, <br />Flouted by Freedom's victor-flag unrolled <br />And gather strength to bear a manlier part! <br />All is not lost. The angel of God's blessing <br />Encamps with Freedom on the field of fight; <br />Still to her banner, day by day, are pressing, <br />Unlooked-for allies, striking for the right! <br />Courage, then, Northern hearts! Be firm, be true: <br />What one brave State hath done, can ye not also do?<br /><br />John Greenleaf Whittier<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/new-hampshire/
