M'Fingal: A Modern Epic Poem in Four CantosA. Miltenberger, no. 10, North Howard-street., 1812 - 148 páginas |
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Æneid ancient arm'd arms army ascend band Beelzebub Behold beneath blunderbuss boasted Boston Britain British British lion Burgoyne Call'd CANTO chief command constable crew crimes daring descending doom'd dread e'er erst ev'ry faith fam'd fame fatal fate fear feathers fierce fight foes fray friends Gage Gage's gain'd gainst gallows gen❜ral glory grave head heav'n heroes Honorius Hudibras JOHN STEWART KENNEDY join'd king land liberty look'd lord lord Cornwallis lord North Malcolm mandamus Marshfield mighty ministerial mortal ne'er Nesbitt New-York night o'er once parade patriot petticoated plain poem pole pow'r proclamations quoth race rais'd rebel rebellion rise rose round royal ruin Sandemanian scarce scenes second sight sent shore skies soul speech spread Squire M'Fingal stand stood sword tar and feathers terror tories tow'ring town meeting train band trembling triumph troops turn'd twas us'd vile Whence whiggish whigs wise
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Página 101 - with colours gay, He glitter'd to the western ray, Like sleet-bound trees in wintry skies, Or Lapland idol carv'd in ice. And now the feather-bag display'd, Is wav'd in triumph o'er his head, And spread him o'er with feathers missive And down upon the tar adhesive;
Página 101 - Is wav'd in triumph o'er his head, And spread him o'er with feathers missive And down upon the tar adhesive; Not Maia's son, with wings for ears, Such plumes around his visage wears* Nor Milton's six-wing'd angel gathers Such superfluity of feathers : Till all
Página 13 - (That house, which, loth a rule to break, Serv'd Heav'n but one day in the week, Open the rest for all supplies Of news and politics and lies,) Stood forth the constable, and bore His staff, like Merc'ry's wand of yore, Wav'd potent round, the peace to keep, As that laid dead men's souls to
Página 99 - That 'Squire M'Fingal having grown The vilest tory in the town, And now on full examination, Convicted by his own confession, finding no token of repentance, This court proceed to render sentence : That first the mob a slip-knot single Tie round the neck of said M'Fingal
Página 92 - platoons, That o'er in whistling terror fly ; But not a foe dares venture nigh. And now, perhaps, with conquest crown'd, Our 'Squire had fell'd their pole to ground. Had not some pow'r, a whig at heart, Descended down and took their part ? (Whether 'twere Pallas, Mars, or Iris,
Página 42 - And driving at his usual rate, Lash'd on his downward car of state; And now expir'd the short vacation, And dinner done in epic fashion: While all the crew beneath the trees, Eat pocket-pies or bread and cheese: Nor shall we, like old Homer, care To versify the bill of fare.
Página 103 - To end in mirth the festal day. And now the mob, dispers'd and gone, Left 'Squire and constable alone, The constable, in rueful case, Lean'd sad and solemn o'er a brace. And fast beside him, cheek by jowl, " Stuck 'Squire M'Flngal 'gainst the pole^ Glued by the tar, t
Página 104 - tarr'd skirts crack'd, and thus he utter'd; ' Ah, Mr. Constable, in vain We strive 'gainst wind, and tide, and rain! Behold my doom ; this feather'd omen Portends what dismal times are coming. Now future scenes before my eyes, And second-sighted forms arise ; I hear a voice that
Página 95 - Conduct him pris'ner to the pole. When now the mob in lucky hour Had got their en'mies in their pow'r, They first proceed by wise command To take the constable in hand: Then from the pole's sublimest top They speeded to let down the rope, At once its other end in haste bind, And make it fast upon his waistband, Till,
Página 59 - conduct makes apparent. What though at Lexington you can say They kill'da few they did not fancy, At Concord then, with manful popping, Discharg'da round, the ball to open ; Yet when they saw, your rebel-rout Determin'd still to hold it out, Did they not show their love to peace, - And wish, that discord