M'Fingal: A Modern Epic Poem, in Four CantosJ. G. Scobie, 1826 - 184 páginas |
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Æneid ancient arm'd arms army ascend band battle Behold beneath blunderbuss boasted Boston Britain British Lion British troops Burgoyne call'd CANTO chief command conqu'ring Constable crew cried crimes daring doom'd dread e'er erst ev'ry eyes faith fam'd fame fatal fate fear feathers fierce fight Fingal fir'd foes fray friends Gage Gage's gain'd gainst gallows gen'ral glory grave hand head Heav'n heroes Honorius Hudibras join'd KEGS King land look'd Lord Lord Cornwallis Lord North M'Fingal Malcolm Marshfield mighty ministerial mortal ne'er New-York night o'er once parade patriot petticoated plain pole pow'r proclamations quoth race rais'd rebel rise roll'd round royal ruin Sandemanian Satan scarce scenes second-sight sedition sent shore sight skies soul speech spread Squire stand stood Styx sword tar and feathers terror Tories tow'ring town town-meeting trembling triumph turn'd twas us'd Whence Whiggish Whigs Yankies
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Página 164 - The soldier flew, the sailor too, And scared almost to death, sir, Wore out their shoes to spread the news, And ran till out of breath, sir. Now up and down, throughout the town, Most frantic scenes were acted ; And some ran here and others there, Like men almost distracted. Some fire...
Página 101 - No man e'er felt the halter draw, With good opinion of the law...
Página 165 - At his bedside he then espied Sir Erskine at command, sir: Upon one foot he had one boot, And t'other in his hand, sir. "Arise, arise!
Página 163 - Twas early day, as poets say, Just when the sun was rising, A soldier stood on a log of wood And saw a thing surprising. As in amaze, he stood to gaze (The truth can't be denied, sir), He spied a score of kegs or more Come floating down the tide, sir. A sailor, too, in jerkin blue, The strange appearance viewing, First rubbed his eyes in great surprise, Then said, "Some mischief's brewing.
Página 109 - While Loyalty, oppress'd, in tears, Stands trembling for its neck and ears. " Go, summon all our brethren, greeting, To muster at our usual meeting ; There my prophetic voice shall warn 'em...
Página 163 - Twas early day, as poets say, Just when the sun was rising, A soldier stood on a log of wood, And saw a thing surprising. As in amaze he stood to gaze, The truth can't be denied, sir, He spied a score of kegs or more Come floating down the tide, sir. A sailor, too, in jerkin...
Página 104 - Tory in the town, And now in full examination Convicted by his own confession, Finding no tokens of repentance, This Court proceeds to render sentence: That first the Mob a slip-knot single Tie round the neck of said M'FiNGAL, And in due form do tar him next, And feather, as the law directs; Then through the town attendant ride him In cart with Constable beside him, And having held him up to shame, Bring to the pole, from whence he came.
Página 105 - Each cuff capacious holds the flood; From nose and chin's remotest end, The tarry icicles descend; Till all o'erspread, with colors gay, He glitter'd to the western ray, Like sleet-bound trees in wintry skies, Or Lapland idol carved in ice.
Página 94 - Struck terror through th' opposing war. The Whigs, unsafe within the wind Of such commotion, shrunk behind. With whirling steel around address'd, Fierce through their thickest throng he press'd, (Who roll'd on either side in arch, Like Red Sea waves in Israel's march) And like a meteor rushing through, Struck on their Pole a vengeful blow. Around, the Whigs, of clubs and stones Discharged whole vollies, in platoons, That o'er in whistling fury fly; But not a foe dares venture nigh.