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Brave Grant, our wise and noble foe,
Found fighting Dixie fraught with woe.
He picked up Lee, exhausted, bled,
As hunters pick up game when dead.
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The old horse shied,
And though I tried
To grab the reins to steer,
The wheels did threat
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U. S. Grant

Brave Grant, our wise and noble foe,
Found fighting Dixie fraught with woe.
He picked up Lee, exhausted, bled,
As hunters pick up game when dead.
He fought the South as soldier brave,
Then eased her kindly to her grave.
In vict’ry’s whitest heat unharmed,
This oft-tried diamond glittered, charmed.

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