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^Floating With The Tide I Yes. Floating ...
Floating with the Tide beside the Frenchman ' s barracks—to the land of many riots . To the town of swords and war songs , to the place of much dissension . Beside the Despot ' s throne with its base so often shaken ; beside the soldier ' s gun , so often used for bloodshed ; beside the patriot ' s grave , so often filled with "bunkum . " Near Napoleon , the aged , Napoleon the master , holding his sword of lath , and making friends of plaster I
Floating with the Tide to the land where much is humbug—humbug so soon retractedretracted and forgotten . To the place where lies—lies So sweet are told , —where thieves are only wise and rogues the only masters . To the States we call United , because they hate each other ! Floating with the Tide to the land of Spain and Treason , where men who'd rule the world ,
love wine , and scoff at Reason ! Where men are mad , and women sad , and laws are bad . Where they think their king ' s a bore , and their queen ' s a something more ! Floating with the Tide to the land of Sand and Sphynxes . Where the lord is not the king , where the king is not the lord . Where Egypt loves to lurk , feasting princes , and scoffing at the Turk !
Floating with the Tide to the land of Rome and olives . Where Victor is the King , and yet is not the Victor . Where the South loves not the North , and Garibaldi wildly fumes away and fiercely twaddles— "froth !" Floating with the Tide to Ireland , the much oppressed . Where wrong is called right , until wrong is asked to fight . Where men are either ' fools , the slaves of Orange rules , or knaves ,
with wretches for their tools ! Floating with the Tide to the land of his birth , TOMAHAWK leaves off writing rhythm , and getteth back to work !
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Tomahawk (1867-1870), Jan. 2, 1869, page unpag, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/t/issues/fttw_02011869/page/4/
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