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302 THE COW CHACE. |
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" I, under cover of attack,
Whilst you are all at blows,
From English neighb'rhood and Nyack. Will drive away the cows;
" For well you know the latter is
The serious operation, And fighting with the refugees
Is only demonstration."
His daring words, from all the crowd, Such great applause did gain,
That every man declar'd aloud, For serious work with Wayne.
Then from the cask of rum once more,
They took a heady gill; When one and all, they loudly swore,
They'd fight upon the hill.
But here the muse hath not a strain Befitting such great deeds ;
Huzza ! they cried, huzza I for Wayne, And shouting-------------. |
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