Wilmington daily commercial., 1873-12-17
WILMINGTON. DEL. WEDNESDAY DECEMBER II, 1878.
BOSTON TEA PARTY.
BY II. F. GOULD, OF wl1nrsaroN.

i
lThs poem is especially appropriate at present, rs
the 10Th inst the one hundredth anniversary Of
| the event about which IL Is written.l
King George sat high on his family throne
| The lord of the isles which were fairly his own
ANA might have sunlced, had his majesty knOWn--
| The folly OF covetlng more.
| nut seeking tribute ms pQmp TO maintain,
| Intending hls Golfers should chnk with the gain
| That was brought from distant shore.
| So when he had summoned, in solemn array,
HIS ministers round him to canvass a way
| : In which they might make the Americans pay
The costs of the royal court;
Our Liege, said they, there is many a ship
lhat might be sent out on an India trip
And freghted with tea for the new world TO sip,
And do 1t for our support.
IT'S done said the King ts good bright thought,
For this Will be spOnging so easily wrought,
That the ship shall with indian leaves be fraught,
And sent to our subject land.
We VIII make Columbia swallow our tea,
And pay us duty, for over the sea,
ON every pound for our powers that be-
To put in our royal hands,
And so in due season. and true British state
When the ships rode up, with their well packed
freight,
With their sails pufed out, and their he ads held
no the shores of the Western world,
'1fs an order imperial, echoed around,
That the teas must he bought, and the buyer IL bound
To pay duty on every pound,
While the canvass in port is furled.
But no ! was the word In the city Of Penn.
George Is a moratl and qlakers are men ;
Your leaves may float of Ger the ocean again,
For sOberly we protest
That we never will open tralt0rOus door
10 let such cargo come inte store,
Unenterred unopened, Withdrawn from our shore
The treasure OF every chest
And no! was the word at the place of the Dutch,
"l.s grinding our faces little too much
BrOai though they he, and your tea small not touch
our land while by us it Is trOd.
The duty we owe to ourselves and the throne
Is not To lie taught by a foot like our own,
And that of the BrittOn is too overgrown,
Wen have it more tightly shod.
But the spirited Yankees knew just the thing
That would suit themselves, ii IL did mt the King,
And when the proud sails came fying to bring
Their freight Ger their CLASSY bay,
They met, aud agreed that II would not he right
His maIesty's offer Of tea to slight,
For they viewed tile affair In national light,
Which they showed IN national way.
Arrayed like the children who sprang from the land,
In blanket and feather, with hatchet in hand,
And their faces and limbs Oerlaid
With Coppei-hued coating of paint, they took
Their way to the ships, while The tplnahawk shook,
And the wild pOw-wOw made tile r0yalists look
Aghasl for the turn OF their trade
Come said the yisitors,-now for the tea,
We Il take II on deck, ii you please, and see,
OF Ennpuwder, souchOng, green, hyson, bOhea,
Which flavor we Ike the best.
so box after box came UP close packed,
Ali'l lNl utIeT lNt WAS slilllltI ditil GIaChtJ,
And the red hand worked aud the tomahawk hacked,
And entered each OdorOus chest.
This, said the visitors, this is the way
That we, the Yankees, are going to pay
our duty on tea and help to deiray
The costs of the royal cup,
We are going to leave every pound TO steep
With It's impOst on, in the boiling deep,
AMI the good strong brine where we guess twill keep
Till parliament draws it up.
Then over the sides of the ship they poured
The treasures of every box on board,
That Kissed as it went till the deck was hoOred
With the leaves of the India tree
Wen let they cried, Old England know,
That bending too hard she may break her bow,
And Coluinba's spirit can't stOOp 80 low
AS three pence pound lpOn tea.