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no sustanence; let her answer with the death
rattle mingling with the murpuring tones that
marked the last struggle Of her life; let the dy-
ing mother and her babe answer
TWAS but day. past and our land slept in the
quiet Of peace War was. not here; wrong was
not here. Fraud and woe, and misery pn5f want
dwelt not among US From the eternal solitude
Of the green-woods, arose the blue smoke of the
settlers cabin, and golden fields of corn looked
forth from amid the waste of the wilderness, and
the glad music of human voices awake the silence
81 the forest.
Now, God Of. mercy, behold the change
Under the shadow of pretext, under the sane.
tity Of the name of God, invoking the Redeemer
20 fheir aid, do these foreign hirelings STAY our
people They throng our towns they 'darken
our plains, and now they encompass our posts on
the lonely plain Of Chadd's Ford
They that take the sword, shall perish by
The sword
Brethern think NE not unworthy ofbelief when
I tell you the doom Of the British is near
Think me not vain when tell you that beyond
the cloud that now enshrouds us, see gather
ing thick and fast the darker cloud and blacker
storm Of Divine retribution
They may conquerus tomorrow. Night and
wrong prevail and we may be driven from this
field but the hour Of Gods own vengeance will
come!
Aye if in the vast solitude of eternal space, if
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throbs the being of an awful God, quick to
avenge and sure to punish guilt then viii the man
George Brunswick, called King, feel his brain
and his heart, the vengeance of the eternal Je-
hovahl A blight viii be upon his life---a with.
cred brain, and an accursed intellect; a blight
will be upon his children and on his people
Great God, how dread the punishment.
A crowded populace, peopling the dense
towns where the man of money thriyes, while the
laborer staryes; want striding among the peo-
pie in all its forms Of terror and ignorant and
God-defying priesthood chuckling over the mis-
cries ofmilions a proud and merciess nobility
adding wrong, and heaping insult upon the rob
berry and fraud royalty corrupt to the very
heart, and aristoeracy rotten to the core; crime
and want linked hand and hand, and tempting
men to deeds of woe and death-these are
part of the doom and retribution that come upon
the English throne and the English people.
Soldiers look around upon your familiar
faces withastrange interest. Tomorrow morn
ing we will go forth to the battle for need tell
you that your unworthy minister viii march with
you. invoking Gods aid in the fght--we will
march forth to battle Need / exhort you to
fight the good fight tohght for your homesteads,
for your wives and children?
My friends, / might urge you to fight by the
calling memories of British wrongs. Walton
might tell you of your father butchered il the
silence of the night on the plains of Trenton
might picture his grey hairs dabbled in blood;
I might ring his death Shrek in your ears.
Shelmire - might tell you Of butchered moth-
er, and sister outraged; the lonely farmhouse.
the night assault, the roof in fame, the shouts
of the troopers as they dispatched their victims,
the cries for mercy and tile pleadings Of inno-'
cence for pity. / might paint this all again in
the vivid colors Of the terrible reality, if thought
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your courage needed such Wild excitement.
But know yoi are strong in the might of
the Lord You win march forth to battle on
the morrow with light hearts and determined
spirit, though the solemn duty the duty OF
ayenging the dead -nay rest heavy on your
souls.
And ia the hour of battle, when all around is
darkness, lit by the lurid cannon glare, and the
piercing musket flash, when the wounded strew
the ground, and the dead litter your path-then
remember, soldiers, that God is with you. The
eternal God fights for you--he ridesron the bait
tie cloud, he sweeps onward with the march Of
the hurricane charge God the awful and inf
mite, fights for you, and you win triumph. Z, NJ,
aassaThey that take the sword, shall perish by.
the sword. aaSsgs
You have taken the sword, but not iu thh.
spirit of wrong or ravage You. have taken the
sword for your homes, for your. wives, for your
little ones. You have taken the sword for truth,
and justice and rightsand to you the promice Is
--be of good cheer, for your foes have taken the
sword in defiance Of all that men hold dear, ~
blasphemy of God+-they shall perish bys the
sword, .pG a iii
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