The New Hampshire Gazette

To General A M H E R S T
By a Young Gentleman.

Amherst, while Crowds attend you on your Way
The Debt of Love and Gratitude to pay;
To greet the Hero, Heav'n was pleas'd to employ,
To Scourge our Foes, and give our Country Joy.

Permit the Muse to join the grateful Throng,
And pay the joyful Tribute of a Song:
Oh! may her Song obtain thy gentle Smile:
While thus she bids you welcome to our Isle.

Hail, Amherst, brave! illustrious Hero, hail!
Fain wou'd the Muse repeat the pleasing Tale;
Fain wou'd she in triumphant Numbers tell.
How late you fought, and how Cape Bergen fell:

But well she knows, disgustful is Applause,
To one so zealous in his Country's Cause:
Tho' just, thy modest Blush wou'd not approve,
Th' applauding Strain of Gratitude and Love;
Great Minds like thine from conscious Worth receive
Superior Joys to those the Muse can give:

Yet oh! indulge her while she would make known,
Her Country's Obligations and her own.
Much we're indebted to thy martial Skill.
Thy prudent Conduct, and delib'rate Zeal;
No wild tumultuous and ungovern'd Rage,
No frantic Ardor fir'd you to engage;
Prudence with Zeal combin'd your Soul possest.
And steady manly Courage fir'd your Breast:

Like Fabius, Rome's wise General of old.
Tho' brave and active, yet not rashly bold,
Tender of Lives, and circumspicuously slow,
Cautious, but sure, you gave the destin'd Blow:
Well hast thou done, thy thankful Country cries,
Well hast thou done, thy Sovereign replies;
A Prelude to the Plaudit of the Skies.

Go on, brave Amherst, still may'st thou enjoy,
Thy Prince's Love, and give thy Country Joy:
Beneath Heav'ns Smiles, oh! may'st thou still advance
And humble more the tow'ring Pride of France!
Glorious, in Arms, till triumph o'er our Foes,
And with fresh Laurels yet adorn thy Brows;
Still shine in Britain's Cause, and may thy Name
Grac'd by thy Actions, meet a deathless Fame!

Sic optat, sic Vaticinatur,
NASSOVICUS.

Tu maximus ille es
Unus qui nobis cundlando restituis rem. Virgil.