All Hail to Thee, Thou Good Old State

Suggested by the Address of W. W. Avery, Esq., before the Two Literary Societies at Chapel Hill, 1851.

All hail to thee, thou good old State, the noblest of the band,
Who raised the flag of Liberty in this our native land!
All hail to thee! thy worthy sons were first to spurn the yoke,
The Tyrant’s fetters from their hands at MecklenburgAt the beginning of the American Revolution, The Mecklenburg Committee of Safety declared that all British colonial power was null and void in that county. The only government that Mecklenburg would recognize was local government and the Continental Congress, the government established by Patriots in Philadelphia. they broke.
No coward foresight they possessed, on peril’s brink to pause,
Nor waited for a sister State to lead in Freedom’s cause,
"Our lives, our fortunes," was the cry, "our honors and our all,
We lay upon our country’s shrine, in answer to her call."
From every heart there rose a shout, “No longer will we lie,
Submissive at the tyrant’s feet, we’ll conquer or we’ll die:—
For freedom and our liberties we’ll brave proud England’s host:"—
King’s Mount and GuilfordThe battles between the Patriots and the British and Loyalist troops at Kings Mountain and Guilford Courthouse, North Carolina, were important victories for the Patriots in the War for Independence. prove it was no braggart’s idle boast.
There England found a worthy foe her far-famed steel"Steel" refers to Britain’s military power. At the time of the War of Independence, Great Britain was one of the most powerful nations in the world. It would remain a superpower until after World War One (1918). had met,
Firm as the rock our fathers stood, and crossed the bayonet;*
Locked in the fierce embrace of steel they bravely met their death;
Each bore his foemanFoeman means foe or enemy. to the ground, then yielded up his breath.
Ah, proudly throbs my heart to tell how nobly there they died,
A native of the Old North State, I hail with honest pride.
Nor less I glory in that band, that firm, unflinching band,
Who met in good old Mecklenburg, the chosen of the land;
With pride I number o’er the names of Polk, Brevard, and Reese,
Of Avery and of Graham,† and many more than these,
Who pledged their sacred honor, their fortunes, lives, and all,
“To spread the fire of Freedom,” to conquer or to fall.
They broke the bands that bound them to the mother country’s crownThe British monarchy, or King George III.,
For it trampled on their freedom and strove to beat them down.

*The battle of Guilford was one of the few where bayonets were crossed.
†Signers of the Mecklenburg Declaration of Independence.