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. 1828 Excerpt: ...cause has led me forth to war, For her I mounted on the sanguine car; For fair Columbia and her warlike sires, I snatch'd the torch and lit funereal fires; For her I bade the streams of vengeance flow, Piled up the dead in heaps of slaughter'd wee, Led on the ranks to gain the victor's prize, While many a ghost fled ...
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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. 1828 Excerpt: ...cause has led me forth to war, For her I mounted on the sanguine car; For fair Columbia and her warlike sires, I snatch'd the torch and lit funereal fires; For her I bade the streams of vengeance flow, Piled up the dead in heaps of slaughter'd wee, Led on the ranks to gain the victor's prize, While many a ghost fled bloodstain'd to the skies; Bade all around vindictive vengeance roar, Till bleeding heroes cover'd all the shore! And now, where is that bright reward of fame, Which every chief demands to grace his name? Where is that meed which heroes must allow, To grace the brave victorious hero's brow! Alas! see there, beside the sounding main, My wife and all my hapless children slain; With bleeding breasts they stain their native shore, And dream of Logan, and his toils no more! The friends whom I have screen'd from war's alarms, Have robb'd my heart of all its earthly charms, And now not one lone drop of my blood warm, Runs in the veins of any living form; By cruel men, my hopes and joys have fled, They sleep with these, my wife, an children dead! 0 sacred wife, to thee no power belongs, But yet thy Logan shall revenge tny wrongs: Thy memory, O my children, pangs imparts, Your father's friends have pierced your guiltless hearts! For this, before the setting sun, I swear, And thou, Great Spirit, hear my humble prayer, Never shall Logan drop the scalping knife, Or tomahawk, until the victim's life Shall pay the ransom of these children slain, And this dear wife, now strefch'd along the main. Ere I shall falter in the bloody deed, O may this heart with spouting crimson bleed; May ghastly wounds let out my life and Ineath, And.jeal these eyes in one eternal death; K Z For (his I draw the blood avenging blade, To slay the former friends Columbia made, Ne'er s...
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Add this copy of The Harp of Delaware, Or, the Miscellaneous Poems of to cart. $65.41, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2015 by Palala Press.
Add this copy of The Harp of Delaware, Or, the Miscellaneous Poems of to cart. $99.34, new condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2015 by Palala Press.
