16.10.2023
I walked from Jersey to New York From my home in old Tappan And I passed scenes of evil's work Of the hated Englishman.
There was a hill and here I saw Where John Andre, Major, would die, The spy they hanged and even more The 76 House where Arnold the spy
Was captured, and these things remain When warring tribes conflict again.
Poems Undated (1727)
Home
Disciples
Narad
Share your feedback. Help us improve. Or ask a question.