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Literary
November 5, 1825
Edwardsville Spectator
Edwardsville, Madison County, Illinois
What is this article about?
A poem from the New-York Evening Post, signed 'BUGGINS,' laments the uncertain fate of the Boston Bard, questioning if he wanders in poverty or seeks aid abroad, and mourns the decay of his once-celebrated harp and unheeded talent.
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From the New-York Evening Post,
THE BOSTON BARD,
Where, tell me where's the Boston Bard—
Say, is his soul at rest?
Or does he rove as erst he rov'd
With want and care opprest?
Or seats he in the splendid hall.
Where festive mirth presides?
Or dwells he 'neath the humble roof.
Where penury resides?
Say, doth he plough the raging main
In quest of foreign aid?
If so—my country ever mourn,.
For native worth is fled
Where is the harp that nature gave
To him in childhood's day?
That harp which gave to him a name
That nought can take away
Alas! I fear the harp's unstrung.
And moulders in decay—
Its minstrel through the world unblest,
Unheeded, wends his way!
BUGGINS.
THE BOSTON BARD,
Where, tell me where's the Boston Bard—
Say, is his soul at rest?
Or does he rove as erst he rov'd
With want and care opprest?
Or seats he in the splendid hall.
Where festive mirth presides?
Or dwells he 'neath the humble roof.
Where penury resides?
Say, doth he plough the raging main
In quest of foreign aid?
If so—my country ever mourn,.
For native worth is fled
Where is the harp that nature gave
To him in childhood's day?
That harp which gave to him a name
That nought can take away
Alas! I fear the harp's unstrung.
And moulders in decay—
Its minstrel through the world unblest,
Unheeded, wends his way!
BUGGINS.
What sub-type of article is it?
Poem
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Patriotism
Moral Virtue
What keywords are associated?
Boston Bard
Poet Lament
Native Worth
Harp Decay
Minstrel Unheeded
Penury
Patriotism
What entities or persons were involved?
Buggins.
Literary Details
Title
The Boston Bard
Author
Buggins.
Key Lines
Where, Tell Me Where's The Boston Bard—
Say, Is His Soul At Rest?
If So—My Country Ever Mourn,.
For Native Worth Is Fled
Where Is The Harp That Nature Gave
To Him In Childhood's Day?
Alas! I Fear The Harp's Unstrung.
And Moulders In Decay—