Please read me one of your poems!
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- | Thank you for being so enthusiastic! This specific poem is about the sad death of a great patriot: | + | Thank you for being so enthusiastic! But first let me explain to you why it is that that I am a patriot. The colonies are beautiful places, so England wants to have control of them. This would be okay if the colonists were represented by the British government, but instead the British government imposes taxes to pay for their wars, and quarters troops in our homes without us ever having a say in it. That is why I believe in liberty for the colonies. Now for the poem. This specific poem is about the sad death of a great patriot: |
*In heavens eternal court it was decreed | *In heavens eternal court it was decreed | ||
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*The generous Sires beheld the fatal wound | *The generous Sires beheld the fatal wound | ||
*Saw their young champion gasping on the ground | *Saw their young champion gasping on the ground | ||
- | They rais'd him up. but to each present ear | + | *They rais'd him up. but to each present ear |
- | What martial glories did his tongue declare | + | *What martial glories did his tongue declare |
- | The wretch appal'd no longer can despise | + | *The wretch appal'd no longer can despise |
- | But from the Striking victim turns his eyes — | + | *But from the Striking victim turns his eyes — |
- | When this young martial genius did appear | + | *When this young martial genius did appear |
- | The Tory cheifs no longer could forbear. | + | *The Tory cheifs no longer could forbear. |
- | Ripe for destruction, see the wretches doom | + | *Ripe for destruction, see the wretches doom |
- | He waits the curses of the age to come | + | *He waits the curses of the age to come |
- | In vain he flies, by Justice Swiftly chaced | + | *In vain he flies, by Justice Swiftly chaced |
- | With unexpected infamy disgraced | + | *With unexpected infamy disgraced |
- | Be Richardson for ever banish'd here | + | *Be Richardson for ever banish'd here |
- | The grand Usurpers bravely vaunted Heir. | + | *The grand Usurpers bravely vaunted Heir. |
- | We bring the body from the watry bower | + | *We bring the body from the watry bower |
- | To lodge it where it shall remove no more. | + | *To lodge it where it shall remove no more. |
- | Snider behold with what Majestic Love | + | *Snider behold with what Majestic Love |
- | The Illustrious retinue begins to move | + | *The Illustrious retinue begins to move |
- | With Secret rage fair freedoms foes beneath | + | *With Secret rage fair freedoms foes beneath |
- | See in thy corse ev'n Majesty in Death. | + | *See in thy corse ev'n Majesty in Death. |
*[["That was so beautiful and patriotic!"(return to the farm a wholehearted patriot)]] | *[["That was so beautiful and patriotic!"(return to the farm a wholehearted patriot)]] | ||
[[Category: The Story of George Miller]] | [[Category: The Story of George Miller]] |
Current revision as of 22:26, 27 March 2012
Thank you for being so enthusiastic! But first let me explain to you why it is that that I am a patriot. The colonies are beautiful places, so England wants to have control of them. This would be okay if the colonists were represented by the British government, but instead the British government imposes taxes to pay for their wars, and quarters troops in our homes without us ever having a say in it. That is why I believe in liberty for the colonies. Now for the poem. This specific poem is about the sad death of a great patriot:
- In heavens eternal court it was decreed
- How the first martyr for the cause should bleed
- To clear the country of the hated brood
- He whet his courage for the common good
- Long hid before, a vile infernal here
- Prevents Achilles in his mid career
- Where'er this fury darts his Pois'nous breath
- All are endanger'd to the shafts of death
- The generous Sires beheld the fatal wound
- Saw their young champion gasping on the ground
- They rais'd him up. but to each present ear
- What martial glories did his tongue declare
- The wretch appal'd no longer can despise
- But from the Striking victim turns his eyes —
- When this young martial genius did appear
- The Tory cheifs no longer could forbear.
- Ripe for destruction, see the wretches doom
- He waits the curses of the age to come
- In vain he flies, by Justice Swiftly chaced
- With unexpected infamy disgraced
- Be Richardson for ever banish'd here
- The grand Usurpers bravely vaunted Heir.
- We bring the body from the watry bower
- To lodge it where it shall remove no more.
- Snider behold with what Majestic Love
- The Illustrious retinue begins to move
- With Secret rage fair freedoms foes beneath
- See in thy corse ev'n Majesty in Death.