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| Plant date: | Apr 21, 2007 |
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| City: | Bolton |
| County: | Tolland |
| State: | Connecticut |
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Martial Music, The War for Southern Independence:
God Save the South
(One in an occasionally expanding series…)
Rally ‘Round the Flag, Boys!
The Confederacy--an anthem, of sorts.
“God Save the South”
Composer: Charles W. A. Ellerbrock
Lyrics: George H. Miles
Published: 1862
God save the South, God save the South,
Her altars and firesides, God save the South!
Now that the war is nigh, now that we arm to die,
Chanting our battle cry, "Freedom or death!"
Chanting our battle cry, "Freedom or death!"
God be our shield, at home or afield,
Stretch Thine arm over us, strengthen and save.
What tho' they're three to one, forward each sire and son,
Strike till the war is won, strike to the grave!
Strike till the war is won, strike to the grave!
God made the right stronger than might,
Millions would trample us down in their pride.
Lay Thou their legions low, roll back the ruthless foe,
Let the proud spoiler know God's on our side.
Let the proud spoiler know God's on our side.
Hark honor's call, summoning all.
Summoning all of us unto the strife.
Sons of the South, awake! Strike till the brand shall break,
Strike for dear Honor's sake, Freedom and Life!
Strike for dear Honor's sake, Freedom and Life!
Rebels before, our fathers of yore.
Rebel's the righteous name Washington bore.
Why, then, be ours the same, the name that he snatched from shame,
Making it first in fame, foremost in war.
Making it first in fame, foremost in war.
War to the hilt, theirs be the guilt,
Who fetter the free man to ransom the slave.
Up then, and undismay'd, sheathe not the battle blade,
Till the last foe is laid low in the grave!
Till the last foe is laid low in the grave!
God save the South, God save the South,
Dry the dim eyes that now follow our path.
Still let the light feet rove safe through the orange grove,
Still keep the land we love safe from Thy wrath.
Still keep the land we love safe from Thy wrath.
God save the South, God save the South,
Her altars and firesides, God save the South!
For the great war is nigh, and we will win or die,
Chanting our battle cry, "Freedom or death!"
Chanting our battle cry, "Freedom or death!"
From (cut and paste to listen): http://members.aol.com/Juhope1/Godsave.html
“If the South can be said to have had a national anthem at all, it would have been "God Save the South." Written early in the war by George H. Miles (a Marylander writing under the pseudonym Earnest Halpin) and set to music by a composer with the marvelous name of Charles Wolfgang Amadeus Ellerbrock (the arranger of "Maryland, My Maryland"), it tempered the martial spirit of Julia Ward Howe's more famous "Battle Hymn of the Republic" with the unwavering conviction that God would come to the aid of the embattled South. The first song to be published in the Confederacy, it was published in no fewer than nine editions. The first Southern publication was by A.E. Blackmar in New Orleans, followed by printings in Charleston, South Carolina; Macon and Savannah, Georgia; another New Orleans printing by a different house; and two in Richmond, Virginia.
The song showcases the South's strong sense of identification with Virginian George Washington, who was seen as a rebel by the British Crown during the American colonies' revolt against England. It echoed the belief of many Southerners that the War Between the States was the Second American Revolution…
Although many Southerners argue that Daniel Emmett's minstrel tune "Dixie's Land" deserves to be known as the Confederate national anthem, Richard B. Harwell points out in his 1950 publication "Confederate Music" that "Dixie's Land" "can hardly be said to meet the requirements of a national anthem, [although] it has become a truly national tune, permanently enshrined in the hearts of Americans in both the North and the South." That honor rightly belongs to "God Save the South" not just by virtue of its status as the new nation's first published song but also because of its stirring poetry and its outstanding musical setting.”
From: http://www.civilwarpoetry.org/confederate/songs/save-exp.html
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Follow the link (cut and paste) to YouTube for a listen to “God Save the South” (performers/musicians not cited):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3d4SBVjgEs ___________________________________________________________
BYOInk: there is no pen, bring a black stamp pad or marker.
Letterbox Difficulty Rating:
Difficulty Rating = 2
Terrain Rating = 2.5
Thanx to Silent Doug; see: www.letterboxing.info/rating/
All directions are magnetic and a pace equals two (2) steps.
___________________________________________________________
Start at the Bolton Notch/Hop River Rail Trail State Park, there is a parking lot near the junctions of US Routes 6 & 44 and I-384 in Bolton Notch. Note: it is accessible off/from I-384 Westbound only.
From Routes 6 & 44 in Bolton Notch, enter I-384 Westbound. Just past the "Middle Turnpike" highway sign, look for a brown "Boat Launch" sign on the right. Take this sharp right turn (ACUTE angle) off the highway down a dirt road. This brings you to the parking lot. From I-384 Eastbound, exit onto Rte. 44 East, stay left and look sharp for the left-hand turn-off to I-384 West before the traffic light
From the sign board in the parking lot head East on the Hop River Rail Trail. Passing under the highway, walk (or ride your bike) through a rock cut with steep walls on either side of the trail.
As you emerge from the rock cut the sides of the trail will fall away on both sides, nearing the end of this high road look to the right side for a standing telephone/telegraph pole (the first one still standing since the string of them on top of the rock cut). From the pole walk 84 paces and you will see a massive Wolf Oak on the left. This old tree is on the first high ground that appears after crossing over the valley, go to it.
With your back to the Wolf Oak, to 21 paces at 94º to the rock wall. Look for the small boulder with the quartz intrusion in the stonewall. Your prize awaits behind the flat stone leaning against the back of this rock.
Please stamp in away from the hiding place, and carefully avoid making or at least try to conceal social trails to the letterbox--especially in mud or snow! Kindly double bag the log, reseal the Lock-n-Lock type box, and re-hide the letterbox exactly where it was placed, covering it well and contact the placer if you find any problems.
Thank you, Connfederate
God Save the South
(One in an occasionally expanding series…)
Rally ‘Round the Flag, Boys!
The Confederacy--an anthem, of sorts.
“God Save the South”
Composer: Charles W. A. Ellerbrock
Lyrics: George H. Miles
Published: 1862
God save the South, God save the South,
Her altars and firesides, God save the South!
Now that the war is nigh, now that we arm to die,
Chanting our battle cry, "Freedom or death!"
Chanting our battle cry, "Freedom or death!"
God be our shield, at home or afield,
Stretch Thine arm over us, strengthen and save.
What tho' they're three to one, forward each sire and son,
Strike till the war is won, strike to the grave!
Strike till the war is won, strike to the grave!
God made the right stronger than might,
Millions would trample us down in their pride.
Lay Thou their legions low, roll back the ruthless foe,
Let the proud spoiler know God's on our side.
Let the proud spoiler know God's on our side.
Hark honor's call, summoning all.
Summoning all of us unto the strife.
Sons of the South, awake! Strike till the brand shall break,
Strike for dear Honor's sake, Freedom and Life!
Strike for dear Honor's sake, Freedom and Life!
Rebels before, our fathers of yore.
Rebel's the righteous name Washington bore.
Why, then, be ours the same, the name that he snatched from shame,
Making it first in fame, foremost in war.
Making it first in fame, foremost in war.
War to the hilt, theirs be the guilt,
Who fetter the free man to ransom the slave.
Up then, and undismay'd, sheathe not the battle blade,
Till the last foe is laid low in the grave!
Till the last foe is laid low in the grave!
God save the South, God save the South,
Dry the dim eyes that now follow our path.
Still let the light feet rove safe through the orange grove,
Still keep the land we love safe from Thy wrath.
Still keep the land we love safe from Thy wrath.
God save the South, God save the South,
Her altars and firesides, God save the South!
For the great war is nigh, and we will win or die,
Chanting our battle cry, "Freedom or death!"
Chanting our battle cry, "Freedom or death!"
From (cut and paste to listen): http://members.aol.com/Juhope1/Godsave.html
“If the South can be said to have had a national anthem at all, it would have been "God Save the South." Written early in the war by George H. Miles (a Marylander writing under the pseudonym Earnest Halpin) and set to music by a composer with the marvelous name of Charles Wolfgang Amadeus Ellerbrock (the arranger of "Maryland, My Maryland"), it tempered the martial spirit of Julia Ward Howe's more famous "Battle Hymn of the Republic" with the unwavering conviction that God would come to the aid of the embattled South. The first song to be published in the Confederacy, it was published in no fewer than nine editions. The first Southern publication was by A.E. Blackmar in New Orleans, followed by printings in Charleston, South Carolina; Macon and Savannah, Georgia; another New Orleans printing by a different house; and two in Richmond, Virginia.
The song showcases the South's strong sense of identification with Virginian George Washington, who was seen as a rebel by the British Crown during the American colonies' revolt against England. It echoed the belief of many Southerners that the War Between the States was the Second American Revolution…
Although many Southerners argue that Daniel Emmett's minstrel tune "Dixie's Land" deserves to be known as the Confederate national anthem, Richard B. Harwell points out in his 1950 publication "Confederate Music" that "Dixie's Land" "can hardly be said to meet the requirements of a national anthem, [although] it has become a truly national tune, permanently enshrined in the hearts of Americans in both the North and the South." That honor rightly belongs to "God Save the South" not just by virtue of its status as the new nation's first published song but also because of its stirring poetry and its outstanding musical setting.”
From: http://www.civilwarpoetry.org/confederate/songs/save-exp.html
___________________________________________________________
Follow the link (cut and paste) to YouTube for a listen to “God Save the South” (performers/musicians not cited):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3d4SBVjgEs ___________________________________________________________
BYOInk: there is no pen, bring a black stamp pad or marker.
Letterbox Difficulty Rating:
Difficulty Rating = 2
Terrain Rating = 2.5
Thanx to Silent Doug; see: www.letterboxing.info/rating/
All directions are magnetic and a pace equals two (2) steps.
___________________________________________________________
Start at the Bolton Notch/Hop River Rail Trail State Park, there is a parking lot near the junctions of US Routes 6 & 44 and I-384 in Bolton Notch. Note: it is accessible off/from I-384 Westbound only.
From Routes 6 & 44 in Bolton Notch, enter I-384 Westbound. Just past the "Middle Turnpike" highway sign, look for a brown "Boat Launch" sign on the right. Take this sharp right turn (ACUTE angle) off the highway down a dirt road. This brings you to the parking lot. From I-384 Eastbound, exit onto Rte. 44 East, stay left and look sharp for the left-hand turn-off to I-384 West before the traffic light
From the sign board in the parking lot head East on the Hop River Rail Trail. Passing under the highway, walk (or ride your bike) through a rock cut with steep walls on either side of the trail.
As you emerge from the rock cut the sides of the trail will fall away on both sides, nearing the end of this high road look to the right side for a standing telephone/telegraph pole (the first one still standing since the string of them on top of the rock cut). From the pole walk 84 paces and you will see a massive Wolf Oak on the left. This old tree is on the first high ground that appears after crossing over the valley, go to it.
With your back to the Wolf Oak, to 21 paces at 94º to the rock wall. Look for the small boulder with the quartz intrusion in the stonewall. Your prize awaits behind the flat stone leaning against the back of this rock.
Please stamp in away from the hiding place, and carefully avoid making or at least try to conceal social trails to the letterbox--especially in mud or snow! Kindly double bag the log, reseal the Lock-n-Lock type box, and re-hide the letterbox exactly where it was placed, covering it well and contact the placer if you find any problems.
Thank you, Connfederate