 | A collection of poems |  |
An Account of the Procession of the General Court into Salisbury, in the Year 1737. when the Affair of the Boundary Line was debated between the two Provinces of the Massachusetts and New-Hampshire.
Written by an Irish Poet to his Friend.
My
dear joy, ye did never behold this fine sight,
As yesterday morning was seen before night:
Oh! I fear it means no good to your neck, nor mine,
For they say 'tis to fix a right place for the line.
You in all your born days saw, nor I did not neither,
So many fine horses and men ride together.
At the head the low'r house trotted two in a row,
Then all th' higher house pranc'd up after the low.
Then the governor's coach gallop'd on like the wind.
And the last that came foremost was troopers behind.
As yesterday morning was seen before night:
Oh! I fear it means no good to your neck, nor mine,
For they say 'tis to fix a right place for the line.
You in all your born days saw, nor I did not neither,
So many fine horses and men ride together.
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Then all th' higher house pranc'd up after the low.
Then the governor's coach gallop'd on like the wind.
And the last that came foremost was troopers behind.
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