194 THE FOGY DAYS AND NOW; 



Pray excuse me, my country's flag, 

 From my South I could not lag. 

 Pray excuse me, if I must sever, 

 Forsake my country, never, never. 



Pray excuse me, if I must yield 

 My country's cause upon battle field. 

 Pray excuse me, for I must bear 

 Her lost cause I held so dear. 



Pray excuse me from the scorn, 

 For to entreat I ne'er was born. 

 Pray excuse me, I'll bear the blame, 

 God is my judge, I know no shame. 



Pray excuse me, time shall clear 

 The shafts of venom I did not fear. 

 Pray excuse me, perhaps 'tis best ; 

 I did my duty, now I'll rest. 



Pray excuse me, if I did wrong. 

 In heaven above this be my song. 

 Pray excuse me, I must be gone ; 

 To heaven alone shall I atone. 



