James Ryder Randall on Maryland

“The despot's heel is on thy shore, Maryland! My Maryland! His torch is at thy temple door, Maryland! My Maryland! Avenge the patriotic gore That flecked the streets of Baltimore, And be the battle queen of yore, Maryland! My Maryland!”

“I see the blush upon thy cheek, Maryland! My Maryland! For thou wast ever bravely meek, Maryland! My Maryland! But lo! there surges forth a shriek, From hill to hill, from creek to creek— Potomac calls to Chesapeake, Maryland! My Maryland!”

“Thou wilt not cower in the dust, Maryland! My Maryland! Thy beaming sword shall never rust, Maryland! My Maryland! Remember Carroll's sacred trust, Remember Howard's warlike thrust,— And all thy slumberers with the just, Maryland! My Maryland!”

“Dear Mother! burst the tyrant's chain, Maryland! My Maryland! Virginia should not call in vain, Maryland! My Maryland! She meets her sisters on the plain— Sic semper! 'tis the proud refrain That baffles minions back amain, Maryland! My Maryland!”