“ Go quickly, sirs, and lay it out, in houses and in land.
Abraham bade his guests adieu, with many wishes kind.
Reminding them to not forget the friends they left behind.
The joyous party now broke up, and Lincoln’s friends retired,
And at their kind reception, too, elated and inspired.
The Carrier begs to differ with Lincoln and his friends;
They never can accomplish than their wishes and their ends:
The Union cannot be restored—the South will yet succeed,
And our blessed Southern land from tyrant rule be freed.
A million Yankee hirelings can ne’er subdue our cause ”

“ One more last effort I will make, and if indeed I can’t,
I’ll lay the whole entire blame on my best General, Grant.
To take infernal Charleston, sirs—ah! that’s my chief concern—
If the city doth surrender, then every house must burn.
Oh! I have a great ambition to place friend Butler there;
I want that boasting people, too, his humbling yoke to wear.
Ah! could I capture Sumter, too, my joy no words could tell;
I would be willing then to die; and bid this world farewell.
Let’s see: Starvation is the plan to conquer rebels South! ”

“ I cannot do the thing myself, but still I have the friends
Who base the means to carry out my noble, cherished ends.
They live in all the Southern States, some hail from Northern land,
I can approach them right I know, their ways I understand,
They care not for their Country, sirs, while money can be made,
To buy and sell at profits large, has been their daily trade ”

“ Ask for your Rio Coffee, sirs, ten dollars by the pound.
For whiskey fifty dollars ask, don’t let the rebels drink,
It will bring them to their senses, and cause them, too, to think.
Ask thirty dollars for a bunch of cotton yarn, be sure,
The rich can buy just what they want—you must oppress the poor;
The rebel army is made up of men of slender means ”