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368 CORNWALLIS BURGOYNED. |
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But Washington, her glorious son,
Of British hosts the terror, Soon, by repeated overthrows,
>Convinc'd them of their error; Let Princeton, and let Trenton tell,
What gallant deeds he's done, sir, And Monmouth's plains where hundreds fell,
And thousands more have run, sir.
Cornwallis, too,1 when he approach'd
Virginia's old dominion, Thought he would soon her conqu'ror be;
And so was North's opinion. From State to State with rapid stride,
His troops had march'd before, sir, Till quite elate with martial pride,
He thought all dangers o'er, sir.
But our allies, to his surprise,
The Chesapeake had enter'd; And now too late, he curs'd his fate,
And wish'd he ne'er had ventur'd, |
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