FOR

AM I FOR PEACE?-YES!

BY DANIEL S. DICKINSON.

OR the peace which rings out from the cannon's throat,

And the suasion of shot and shell,

Till rebellion's spirit is trampled down
To the depths of its kindred hell.

For the peace which shall follow the squadron's tramp,

Where the brazen trumpets bray,

And, drunk with the fury of storm and strife,
The blood-red chargers neigh.

For the peace that shall wash out the leprous stain Of our slavery-foul and grim ;

And shall sunder the fetters which creak and clank On the down-trodden dark man's limb.

I will curse him as traitor, and false of heart,
Who would shrink from the conflict now;
And will stamp it, with blistering, burning brand,
On his hideous Cain-like brow.

Out! out of the way! with your spurious peace,

Which would make us rebellion's slaves;

We will rescue our land from the traitorous grasp, Or cover it over with graves.

Out! out of the way! with your knavish schemes, You trembling and trading pack!

Crouch away

in the dark, like a sneaking hound,

That its master has beaten back.

You would barter the fruit of our fathers' blood,
And sell out the Stripes and Stars,

To purchase a place with rebellion's votes,
Or escape from rebellion's scars.

By the widow's wail, by the mother's tears,
By the orphans who cry for bread,
By our sons who fell, we will never yield
Till rebellion's soul is dead.

LAY OF THE MODERN "KONSERVATIVS."

BY CHARITY GRIMES.

I AM a gay "Konservativ,"

I stand by the old Konstitution, I du;
I go for the Union ez it was,

With the old Dimmycrat ticket, rite thru.
These Black Republikans don't suit me,
Fur I'm a Konservativ man, yu see!

I am a Dimmycrat, dyed in the wool;
I go fur free trade, and that sort ov thing;
I think it's rite tu let slavery rule-

Sooner'n hev Lincoln, I'd vote fur a king,
And hev the Saouth fur an aristockracy,
To rule the hull North, (except the Dimmockracy.)

Shuttin' up folks fur speekin' their mind,

In my opinion's a piece of knaveryI go fur free speech ov every kind,

Except when it interferes with slavery!

(Sich kind ov free speech all Dimmykrats fight-Ef Brooks hed killed Sumner, he'd done jest right.)

I

go fur aour konstitush'nal rights,

With the rite ov habeas corpus invi❜late;
I'll show 'em haow a Dimmykrat fights,

Ef Abram Lincoln attempts tu spile it! I've a right to tawk treason, ez I understandTawk's tawk; it's money that buys the land!

I go for the vigorous conduct ov war,

(Of course with a decent regard tu figgers, So ez not tu inkreese aour national debt,) And abuv all not to free the niggers. I'd ruther the North hed not pulled a trigger, Than see a traitor shot down by a nigger.

Yes, I am a real Konservativ;

I stand by the Konstitushun, I du!
Ef enny wun sez I'm frends with the Saouth,
I'll sware by hokey it isn't true!

I an't a rebel; but, he-m!-speak low-
I kinder beleeve in Vallandigham, though!

LE

ODE TO OLD ABE.

ET traitors rave and tories whine,
Stick to it Abraham, don't resign;
Your cause is just, the people true,
Let rebels growl, but put them through,
And you shall have the glory.

The people called you to the chair,
And legally they placed you there;
They don't regret the choice they made,
Nor will they fail to give you aid,
And you shall have the glory.

In guiding safe the ship of State,
Cares you have and trials great ;
Beset you are on every side,
Do what you will you are belied,
But you shall have the glory.

If Breckinridge had carried the day,
There'd be no war his followers say;
No war of course could be maintained,
'Gainst cruel knaves, with freedom chained,
But Abraham spoiled his glory.