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Horace Greely and <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mrs.</abbr> Staunton

by James McIntyre

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During the late great civil war, Which did the Grand Republic jar From its circumference to its centre, The grand old mnn he did venture.
While chatting with a lady freely, I demand, said Horace Greely, And do not think my question wanton, But answer me, Mrs. Staunton,
Would you go South and fight to quell, Those bold men who do rebel; If you got woman’s suffrage, Would you in deadly war engage.
Our country now wants every man, And of women too all we can; Each to shoulder trusty rifle, So South with us no more may trifle.
You’re champion of woman’s rights, And should take part like men in flights; Said she, I never could delight, To slay a man in bloody fight.
So my fair hands I’ll not imbue, But I will stay at home like you, And urge the others on to war, And keep from battle field afar.
But Mistress Staunton she was really More robust than Horace Greely; And she possessed a noble form, And even now would face the storm.

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