John Greenleaf Whittier,
A Song for the Time
(1856)
“ From a foe that is breaking, a field that's half won?Whoso loves not his kind, and who fears not the Lord, Let him join that foe's service, accursed and abhorred Let him do his base will, as the slave only can,-- Let him put on the bloodhound, and put off the Man! ”
