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266 THE ETIQUETTE.
He'd stop their port—annul their laws— " Hear us," cried Franklin, " for our cause ! " To hear th' accus'd, the senate met, Decreed 'twas not the etiquette.
At Bunker's Hill the cause was tried, The earth with British blood was dyed; Our army, though 'twas soundly beat, We hear, bore off the etiquette.
The bond dissolv'd, the people rose, Their rulers from themselves they chose; Their Congress then at naught was set— Its name was not the etiquette.
Though 'twere to stop the tide of blood, Their titles must not be allow'd, (Not to the chiefs of armies met,) One Arnold was the etiquette.
The Yankees at Long Island2 found That they were nearly run aground; Howe let them 'scape when so beset— He will explain the etiquette.