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To a Green Artillerist.

Soldier.

You belong to the Sappers and Miners, `tis said

In every army, great and small.

To a Volunteer.

Shoddy.

A Deserter.

A Copperhead.

Bravest of soldiers in fine weather.

To a Foot Soldier.

A Son of Mars.

To a Chasseur.

The Sentinel.

A Raw Recruit.

Here's the boy, my soldier brave.

The Army Contractor.

To a Zouave.

One of the Volunteer Militia.

The Captain.

A Candidate for Military Promotion.

A Cavalry Dandy.

Jolly Jack

The Veteran.

The Veteran.

The Veteran.

You don't look handsome in your regimentals

You doubtless think that prudence is a virtue

A Bull Run-ner.

You love the contrabands too much

You think yourself both bold and brave, of course

My friend, I vow that I'm not over nice.

Tis evident you're far too fond of liquor

As you stand there so quietly, in repose.

Abolitionist Philanthropist.

Devoid of useless crinoline.

A slave to Fashion's tyrant laws

Handsomest Girl in Town.

A Mantilla from your shoulder falls

Since, in this progressive age

Thou languishing young lady-bird

"Pray, what's the matter," said a friend to me

You're not so bad looking as some I know

Her Own Admirer.

Dear, simpering, fascinating Miss.

Miss Affectation.

Among the women who in history brightest have shone.

You're all aflame with woman's rights

Proclamation! Richard Magee [advertisement]

You talk so much of what you'll do

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