JOHN PIERPONT

A weapon that comes down as still As snowflakes fall upon the sod ;, But executes a freeman’s will, As lightning does the will of God; And from its force, nor doors nor locks Can shield you;—’tis the ballot box.

A weapon that comes down as still As snowflakes fall upon the sod ;, But executes a freeman’s will, As lightning does the will of God; And from its force, nor doors nor locks Can shield you;—’tis the ballot box.