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FRANK LEBBY STANTON
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Wary still! For they plot him ill; For the graveyard rabbit, though sceptics scoff, Charmeth the witch and the wizard off! The black man creeps, when the night is dim, Fearful, still, on the track of him; Or fleetly follows the way he runs, For he heals the hurts of conjured ones. Wary still! For they plot him ill; The soul s bewitched that would find release, To the graveyard rabbit go for peace! He holds their secret he brings a boon Where winds moan wild in the dark of the moon; And gold shall glitter and love smile sweet To whoever shall sever his furry feet! Wary still! For they plot him ill; For the graveyard rabbit hath a charm (May God defend us!) to shield from harm.

ANSWERING TO ROLL CALL

This one fought with Jackson, and faced the fight with Lee; That one followed Sherman as he galloped to the sea; But they are marchin on together just as friendly as can be, And they'll answer to the roll call in the momin . They'll rally to the fight In the stormy day and night, In bonds that no cruel fate shall sever;