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130 Songs and Ballads
Which wounded Captain Lovewell, and likewise one man more,
But when this rogue was running, they laid him in his gore.
6 Then having scalp'd the Indian,
they went back to the spot, Where they had laid their packs down,
but there they found them not, For the Indians having spy'd them,
when they them down did lay, Did seize them for their plunder,
and carry them away.
7 These rebels lay in ambush,
this very place hard by, So that an English soldier
did one of them espy, And cried out, "here's an Indian,"
with that they started out, As fiercely as old lions,
and hideously did shout.
8 With that our valiant English,
all gave a loud huzza, To shew the rebel Indians
they fear'd them not a straw: So now the fight began,
and as fiercely as could be, The Indians ran up to them,
but soon were forced to flee. |
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