The Poems of Philip Freneau; Written Chiefly During the Late War

The Poems of Philip Freneau; Written Chiefly During the Late War

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1786 Excerpt: ... tongue one cooling drop convey, "Hell has no mischies like a thirsty throat, "Nor one tormentor like your David Sfroat." Dull slew the hours, till, srom the East display'J, Sweet morn dispells the horrors os the shade; On every side dire objects meet the sight, And pallid sorms, and murders os the night, The dead were past their pain, the living groan, Nor dare to hope another morn their own; But what to them is morn's delightsul ray, Sad and distresssul as the close os day, O'er distant streams appears the dewy green, And leasy trees on mountain tops are ken, But they no groves nor grassy mountains tread, Alark'd sor a longer journey to the dead. Black as the clouds that shade St. Kilda's more, Wild as the winds that round her mountains roar, At every post some surly vagrant stands, Pick'd srom the British or the Irish bands, Some slave srom Hesse, some hangman's son at least Sold and transported, like his brother beast--Some miscreant Tory, puff'd with upstart pride, Led on by hell to take the royal side; Dispensing death triumphantly they stand, Their musqnets ready to obey command; Wounds are their sport, as ruin is their aim; / On their dark souls compassion has no claim, And discord only can their spirits please: Such were our tyrants here, and such were these. Commissary os Prisoners at New-York. Ikciatitude 1 no curse like thee is sound Throughout this jarring world's extended round, Their hearts with malice to our country swell Because in sormer days we us'd them well--This pierces deep, too deeply wounds the breast; We help'd them naked, sriendless, and distrest, Receiv'd their vagrants with an open hand, Bestow'd them buildings, privilege, and land--Behold the change!--when angry Britain rose, These thankless tribes became our sie...
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  • Paperback | 108 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 6mm | 209g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1232367044
  • 9781232367048