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Poem August 17, 1841

The New Hampshire Gazette

Portsmouth, Rockingham County, New Hampshire

What is this article about?

A Democratic Repeal Song to be sung by every Democrat in the Union to the air 'Hurrah! Hurrah!'. It rallies freemen to repeal British banking influence, invoking fathers' blood and spurning British gold for liberty.

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POETRY.

MUCH YET REMAINS TO DO

Democratic Repeal Song.

To be sung by every Democrat in the Union,

Air—'Hurrah! Hurrah!'

Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
Then spread your glorious banners high,
Let voices of Freemen rend the sky,
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!

Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
If British Bankers bind us down,
Like abject slaves to Britain's crown,
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!

Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
Should this dire monster rear its head,
By all the Blood our fathers shed,
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!

Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
Then to the rescue, Freemen bold,
And like your sires spurn British gold,
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!

That gallant flag waves o'er us glorious!
Hark! on the winds come shouts 'victorious!'
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!
Repeal! Repeal! Repeal!

What sub-type of article is it?

Song Satire

What themes does it cover?

Political Liberty Independence Patriotism

What keywords are associated?

Repeal Song Democratic British Bankers Freemen Liberty Patriotism British Crown

Poem Details

Title

Democratic Repeal Song

Subject

Democratic Call For Repeal Against British Influence

Form / Style

Chorus Song To Air 'Hurrah! Hurrah!' With Repeating Refrains

Key Lines

Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! Repeal! If British Bankers Bind Us Down, Like Abject Slaves To Britain's Crown, Should This Dire Monster Rear Its Head, By All The Blood Our Fathers Shed, Then To The Rescue, Freemen Bold, And Like Your Sires Spurn British Gold,

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