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Poem October 23, 1788

The New Hampshire Gazette And General Advertiser

Portsmouth, Rockingham County, New Hampshire

What is this article about?

Excerpt from the poem 'Lewisdon-Hill' by Rev. W. Crowe praises George Washington as a patriot and conqueror who delivered liberty to America, contrasting him with false war heroes who find no rest.

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A poem lately published in London, entitled Lewisdon-Hill, written by the Rev. W. Crowe, of New-College, Oxford, contains the following elegant compliment to the late illustrious Generalissimo of the American army, who is ranked with the few heroes who have proved blessings to mankind; and who, by the special favor of Heaven, are allowed to pause and rest after a "march of glory:"

"Not such
A rise in causeless war, troubling the world
By their mad quarrels, and in seas of blood
Hail'd victors, thence renown'd, and call'd
on earth
Kings, heroes, demi gods, but in high heaven,
Thieves, ruffians, murderers; these find no repose;
Thee rather, Patriot, Conqueror! To thee
Belongs such rest; who in the Western world,
Thine own deliver'd country, for thyself
Hast planted an immortal grove, and thee
Upon the glorious Mount of Liberty
Reposing, sit'st beneath the balmy shade."

What sub-type of article is it?

Ode

What themes does it cover?

Liberty Independence Patriotism War Military

What keywords are associated?

George Washington American General Liberty Patriot Conqueror Western World

What entities or persons were involved?

The Rev. W. Crowe, Of New College, Oxford

Poem Details

Title

Lewisdon Hill

Author

The Rev. W. Crowe, Of New College, Oxford

Subject

Compliment To The Late Generalissimo Of The American Army

Key Lines

Not Such A Rise In Causeless War, Troubling The World By Their Mad Quarrels, And In Seas Of Blood Hail'd Victors, Thence Renown'd, And Call'd On Earth Kings, Heroes, Demi Gods, But In High Heaven, Thieves, Ruffians, Murderers; These Find No Repose; Thee Rather, Patriot, Conqueror! To Thee Belongs Such Rest; Who In The Western World, Thine Own Deliver'd Country, For Thyself Hast Planted An Immortal Grove, And Thee Upon The Glorious Mount Of Liberty Reposing, Sit'st Beneath The Balmy Shade.

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