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“Doomed” Isn’t the Word I Would Have Chosen

CLAY, OUR NATION’S GLORY. Tune,— March to the Battle Field A Chief’s in the gallant West, His name is high in story, He’s doomed to make us blest, ‘Tis Clay, our nation’s glory. Then swell on high. The Tariff cry, And keep his name before ye, And honest Hal, Presiding shall, To happy days restoreContinue reading ““Doomed” Isn’t the Word I Would Have Chosen”

Pious Hope

THE CHIEF OF THE WEST. Tune. — The Spring time of year is coming. The Chief of the West is coming, coming, Whigs all must muster, night and day. Throughout the land they’re humming, humming. And all their cry is CLAY, boys, And all their cry is CLAY, boys; Great Freedom’s bird soars lighter, EachContinue reading “Pious Hope”

I Guess You Had To Have Been There…

A barber in Lexington having some ill feeling toward Mr. Clay was about to vote against him. But meeting Mr. Clay one day in the street, he accosted him, and said, “I have wronged you, Mr. Clay.” “How so?” “Why my wife came to me and said, “Jerry, don’t you remember when you were inContinue reading “I Guess You Had To Have Been There…”

The Whigs Are More Interested in Beating Tyler than Polk

THE WHIG RIFLE. Tune. — Old Rosin, the Beau. Come, true gallant Whigs of the Union— Though cheated, we’ll never complain ; If a traitor has snapped our Whig Rifle, We’ll pick flint, and try it again; We’ll pick flint, and try it again, We’ll pick flint, and try it again; If a traitor hasContinue reading “The Whigs Are More Interested in Beating Tyler than Polk”

The Democrats Guess Who the Whigs Will Run

Mr. Clay. — The following worthy tribute from an opponent is from the Democratic Review: — “There is no serious question as to the Whig candidate. It is to be CLAY— CLAY, with an enthusiasm of personal feeling which we envy him the honor of having awakened in his friends and his party, far moreContinue reading “The Democrats Guess Who the Whigs Will Run”