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A NARRATIVE OF New Englands PRESENT CALAMITIES. |
[Poems by Tompson in] Benjamin Tompson : Colonial Bard | ||
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A NARRATIVE OF New Englands PRESENT CALAMITIES.
15 April 1676.
WHAT means this silence of Harvardine QuillsWhilst Mars Triumphant thunders on our Hills?
Have Pagan Priests their Eloquence confin'd
To no mans use but the mysterious Mind?
Have PAWAWS charm'd that Art which was so rife
To crouch to every DON that lost his life?
But now whole Towns and Churches fire and die,
Without the pity of an Elegy.
Nay, rather should my Quills, were they all Swords,
Wear to the Hilts in some lamenting words:
I dare not stile them Poetry, but Truth,
The dwindling products of my crazie youth;
If these Essays shall rouze some quainter Pens
'Twill to the Author make a rich amends.
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