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A

COLLECTION

OF VARIOUS

PIECES OF POETRY

CHIEFLY PATRIOTIC.

Published at the Earnest request of a number of good
citizens for the improvement of Patri-
otic Minds

By James Gay
Of Iredell County, N.C.


May truth and freedom still prey, if
O'er all the powers of Earth and Hell;
May independence be renown'd,
Columbia's lands with glory crown'd;
May union, peace and love combine;
Then will our land in lustre shine,
And foreign nations woud'ring stand,
Not daring to invade our land.
Raleigh:

Printed by Wm. Boylan

1810


Poems, &c.

A recommendatory piece sent to our Author by a
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space.gif - 42 BytesHAIL worthy friend, we see your muse can find
Sufficient ground to raise the patriot mind,
Above time serving scribbles in our day,
Your works should bear the praises far away,
Your worthy muse hath brought such ideas forth,
Such self convincing maxims of great worth,
To all our country who may hear the same,
That those that will not mend themselves may blame,
Was ever work to such perfection brought,
Tho' homespun diction, yet how pure the thought,
Not sparingly adorn'd with scattered rays,
But one bright beauty, one collected blaze,
Be it thy task to set our thoughts to right,
And to direct our Eagle in her flight;
Her noble freedom's honour to restore,
And bide her deeply think and proudly soar.
Thy theme sublime and easy verse will prove
Her high descent, and mission from above;
Thy manly force and genious unconfin'd,
Shall mould to future fame the growing mind.
To rip'ned souls more solid aids impart,
And while you touch the sense correct the heart;
Yet tho' o'er all you shed defusive light,
Base minds will envy still and scribblers write;
But thou great leader of the muses train,
Whose parthian shaft ne'er took its flight in vain;
Go on in steady sense, correct the age,
May solid wisdom shine in every page.
That e'er you write, till you worn down become,
Then may your body safe enjoy the tomb,
And your bright soul with soft delights arise,
To meet exalted spirits in the skies.


As the encouragers of this work have obtained our author's promise
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space.gif - 42 Bytesfollowing in that way; it being a supposed Dialog or Conver-
space.gif - 42 Bytessation between him and a supposed Scotch neighbor called John,
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space.gif - 42 BytesGood morrow Neebor James, I'm glad to see you,
And hae some talk and information frea you,
Sar meikle talk and clatters now gane out;
It gars me wonder what ye are about;
Some say an Author ye are gaun to be,
About our steates, and how they now are free,
And mony either things I am tald
About the ladies, baith young and auld.
space.gif - 42 BytesThese things and mony mair are talk'd about,
That ye a pamphlet soon are to send out;
Now where gat ye the art of pamphlet writing,
Or where gat ye the power of inditing:
We thought you a Scotch Irish ploughman,
Or rough mechanic that could talk to no man
On learned subjects or on poetry,
Or how our country is considered free.
space.gif - 42 BytesWhere were ye born man, and when got ye learning,
That ye hae got the knack o' sic discerning;
That ye on liberty and freedom speak,
And what great wrang it is good laws to break.
Now tell me neebour if ye are willing,
Your pamphlet I hear costs but a shilling,
That's na great matter if the work deserves,
But first let's ken the purpose it serves.
space.gif - 42 BytesI'm 'fraid some critics will you scandalize
And say that ye are neither learn'd or wise,
And troth dear neebour this is nearly true,
What grace or sense can we expect from you?
But come speak out, gie me your history,
For this is yet to me a mystery.

space.gif - 42 BytesOur Author soon replied to his neighbor Scotch John,
In the following manner, viz.

space.gif - 42 BytesAUTHOR.

space.gif - 42 BytesDear neighbor John I feel myself still willing,
To show my friends what they'll get for their shilling,
If they are fairly free to lay it out,
And hear my tale and what I am about.
But first you say that I must tell you fairly
Where I was born, and in my days so early
I got the great art of writing verses,
And how I can make out such rehearses.
space.gif - 42 BytesThen know ye friend that my first place of birth
Was in the eastern quarter of the earth,
In old Hibernia my first breath was drawn,
That fine country witnessed my first dawn
Of childhood, and to sixteen years of age,
A farmer's practice I did soon engage;
With father, ploughing, sowing, reaping,
And many dangers in that time escaping;
Still my desire was a seafaring life,
That sometimes caused discontent and strife.
My father said to sea I must not go,
Or it would give his aged heart much woe,
But on the land take any trade I pleas'd
And he would find his mind completely eas'd;
So to a carpenter I was soon bound,
Robert Adair that liv'd in Bangore town.
At sixteen years of age to work I went
And wrought with plains and saws as I was sent.

space.gif - 42 BytesJOHN.

space.gif - 42 BytesAnd dear man why did ye that trade forsak,
Sure better bread than verses for to mak;
It would hae been or I am meikle cheated,
And critics and their pens could na' been heated,
At sic a rate they now soon will be,
For some will say they think we're na yet free;
And that our land is tied in party faction,
And politics are now gane to distraction:
But tell us mair what ye for to say
About Ireland and how ye came away,
And where ye gade when ye that land did leave;
And something how ye did yoursel behave?

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space.gif - 42 BytesGood neighbor John, in truth I'll tell you,
My master lov'd the tavern that is true,
That soon brought him to want and poverty;
His purse got empty and his throat got dry.
Children and 'prentices got scarce of bread,
And he to save from jail away soon fled
To Isle of Man, where refuge could be had
For bankrupt men and many that were bad.
So children and myself were left forlorn,
God might us help, to men we were a scorn.
space.gif - 42 BytesI for myself have little for to say,
Wild youth I was like many in our day,
But while 'prentice was with old Adair,
My father who for me would had great care,
Had mov'd from Ireland to the land of Scots,
Mean time I kept myself from all foul blots:
Of outward character though I was wild,
And still was active since I was a child.
space.gif - 42 BytesIn reading history I took great delight,
And Allan Ramsay's poems, both day and night;
By so doing I did help my thoughts come faster,
But of my trade I was not yet a master;
Nor had I means to buy tools of my trade,
And for to run in debt was much afraid -----
Therefore to Scotland I resolv'd to go
To see my father and of him to know
What I had best to do to make a living.
And keep myself to always good behaving.
Although my thoughts on seafaring was bent,
I thought it good to have my father's consent
On all I did of such a public kind,
On which my after character would bind.
To Scotland I did pass in weather fair,
Took living in the town called Stranrowr;
My father there I found, but he did say
I must not to seafaring go away,
But to my trade must keep with diligence
And it would give me still a competence.

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space.gif - 42 BytesWeel man I think your father tauld ye right,
Though ye in sailor's life did tak delight;
Its but a blackguard life or I'm deceiv'd,
For ony ane that have themselves behav'd.
But tell me now good neebour if you're free,
How our Scotch fashions did wi' you agree;
Or how that land did please you in its ways,
Now will you run it down or gie it praise?

space.gif - 42 BytesAUTHOR.

space.gif - 42 BytesDear friend I cannot here give full description
Of all I there did see permit restriction
To a few general ideas here I'll give you,
In truth I will not flatter or deceive you.
space.gif - 42 BytesSome things are good, some bad & some are middling,
'Mong some there is deceit and low life piddling;
All are not so, each land has bad and good,
So let us leave it to be understood
As each one pleases, but let us proceed:
In Scotland near two years I earn'd my bread,
Then back to Ireland went, my luck to try,
Having improv'd my trade considerably.
space.gif - 42 BytesSome time I there did work, but time had gone
Till I was now the age of twenty-one;
A free man found myself, so then thought I,
Its time to go a sailor's life to try;
But first I'll take my passage across the waves,
And then I'll see how the sailors behave;
And if I like it I can have my will,
But yet some tools I will take with me still;
And if a sailor's life do not quite please me
I have my trade to fly to for to ease me.
space.gif - 42 BytesIn May seventeen hundred and sixty-five,
From Belfast lough we sail'd bound to arrive
At Philadelphia, near Delaware river,
With good captain and shipmates that were clever.
But so it was though I was scarce of grace,
My father's words still star'd me in the face,
Therefor with sailors I could not live freely
For fear my heart would grow harden'd and steely:
So landed at New Castle, poor indeed,
And travell'd back through Lancaster with speed,
To the back woods as it was call'd that time,
To Paxton lands where waters spring from lime.
I there good people found sober and clever,
I therefore could have wish'd to live there ever;
And for to crown the blessings of my life,
I there got married to a loving wife.
space.gif - 42 BytesTho poor we lived in sweet content,
Yet for a house I must pay a dear rent;
After some time a son to me was born,
I own'd no lands to raise me wheat or corn;
I therefore found I must try and go
Get some land whereon our bread might grow;
To Carolina lands my course I bent,
And since I got here I am now content
To spend my days in Iredell county here,
And live in peace without much dread or fear.

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space.gif - 42 BytesBut dear man tho you tell us lang braw tales,
Yet this lang talk to the point ne'er avails;
That I did speer at you at the beginning,
How ye your poetry began the spinning-----
Or what did tempt you in your private walk,
That of the country ye're become the talk:
And troth good neebour I sincerely fear it,
The talk that's gaun, ye wadn't wish to hear it.
Now therefor tell us if ye can reveal it,
And now's the time, for ye need not conceal it,
What good excuse ye have for a' this bluster
That ye please frea your pen to muster.

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space.gif - 42 BytesWell neighbor John if I must give you reasons
There's plenty here, if I could time the seasons;
For how to do it is the only task.
For it is surely wrong to put the mask
On any falsehood and to call it truth,
I still despis'd such conduct from my youth.
space.gif - 42 BytesI think I told you for want of land,
In Carolina I did make my stand,
On lands that's now call'd Iredell county here,
A land that to my feelings now are dear.
Soon after war with England did break out,
And for my country's help I soon turn'd out;
In open camps, in many places lay
And felt the frost at night, and heat by day;
In several battles I stood my fate,
And never flinch'd my post, early or late.
Now an old war worn veteran I appear,
My age is now become sixty-five year.
Tho' much I've done for our good nations's glory,
Some upstarts her pretend to call me tory
Because I do espouse the Federal cause,
Still true to Constitution and all laws,
Of our good country wherein I now live
And wish sincerely no offence to give;
But to promote good union, love and peace,
And do my duty in my station'd place.
space.gif - 42 BytesNow neighbor John, this is the reason why
I draw my pen, some scribbling for to try
To see if I can shew these men some reason,
That my ideas are quite free from treason.
Sure any one that will my verses study
With honest mind, altho' their thoughts are muddy,
May plainly see that union's pointed out,
Brotherly love and friendship brought about;
Which to promote, I freely spend my time,
Whether I write in simple prose or rhyme;
Or if I talk in public or in private,
In honest peace, to those that will receive it,
This my desire is while I have my senses,
The poor old Constable has no pretences
To honor high life, or exalted station,
But trusty servant to his land and nation.
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To my dear country, and should it improve
The minds of any one or more if bless'd,
My humble views and toil would not be miss'd:
Yet still I'm aware that carping tongues,
May call what I think right, all to be wrongs,
And if it be so, let them make it better,
And set those subjects in a style much fitter;
For poor old James will not a quarrel pick up
With critics that have got the spleen or hickup,
Or long breath'd stories on Syntax and Grammar;
I will not try such forgings out to hammer,
But only plain truths to help highest thinking,
When folks are met in social talk or drinking.
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In honest chat and freedom of rehearses,
I think would do no hurt if comely study'd
And the fair truths therein not to be muddy'd.
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And cross reflections round about them scatter,
For to run down my simple, honest labours
That wishes well to country and all neighbors,
I leave them below a borrow'd verse
From an old almanack, which I will rehearse.

"Would you wisdom make pretence
"Proud to be thought a man of sense,
"Let temperance (all wise friend to fame)
"With steady hand direct your aim-----
"Or like an archer in the dark,
"Your random shot may miss the mark;
"For they who slight her Golden Rules
"In wisdom's volumes stand for fools."
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"Be not too rigidly censorious; a string may jar
in the best master's hand, and the most skilled
archer may miss his aim."
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"I will not quarrel with a small mistake,
"Such as our nature's frailty may excise."

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space.gif - 42 BytesWeel James I think these are good cations,
But yet they may not stop the passions
Of brawling scolders that may loudly rattle,
And some wha ne're was in a battle,
Or carried arms to purchase freedom
Yet now wad wish you for to heed them,
As men of grandeur and nice figure,
Because they think themselves some triger
Tan our auld vett'rans that's worn out of fashion:
If they're compar'd with such, it raises passion.
And aye the mair when sic auld chiefs coms forret
In writing verses or claiming merit;
It gars them in a passion, strut and bluster,
And a' their pride and spleen about them muster.
space.gif - 42 BytesSo neebour James, I maun tak my farewell,
Wishing you weel your stories for to tell.
For I expect there's something serious in them,
And I am glad that ye'er now gawn to bring them,
In pamphlet form, that I may get a reading;
I'll do it fair without ever heeding
What critics say or cross-tongu'd men of learning.
Your homespun style doth best suit my discerning;
And if anes could see and read them through,
Perhaps some thoughts it might bring to my view
That might be useful in my after days,
And your good work shall want its due praise.

space.gif - 42 BytesAUTHOR.

space.gif - 42 BytesStop neighbor John, before you go away,
Suffer me here a few things for to say
About the pamphlet and how it begun,
My views were simple, I meant nought but fun.
space.gif - 42 BytesWhen I first gave verses as volunteer
At barbacue, eighteen hundred fifth year,
Yet still I had desire to raise the minds
Of all good men to think of the kinds
Of privileges that we here enjoy;
Their worth is great and they should never cloy:
But still with thankful hearts let patriots think
How they were sav'd when just upon the brink
Of ruin by despotic British laws,
I think we may say heaven espous'd our cause;
For sure it was beyond all human skill,
What a few years of war did here fulfil;
Therefore I think we never should forget,
With thankfulness our freedom forth to set.
space.gif - 42 BytesSo neighbor, this is my desire always
Let Heaven first have, then Washington the praise;
And while I live as an old soldier, will
Endeavor here to employ my skill,
In all I write or say on politics,
To hold forth union and expose the tricks
Of all that would flinch from our Constitution,
Or in our land would breed any confusion.
space.gif - 42 BytesLet all go straight then, we'll need no restraint,
And my old muse be freed from all complaint.
For the abuse of freedom or good laws,
If all are trusty to their country's cause,
Each in his station active and sincere,
And then no foreign nation need we fear.
space.gif - 42 BytesNow could my scribbling help to this effect,
I'd grudge no trouble nor would I neglect,
Daily to write, sincerely think and talk,
Where'er I am whether ride or walk ---
Or sit or stand, let something be doing,
For country's good and plain truths still pursuing.
This my desire is, if I truth can tell,
So neighbour John I now bid you farewell.


The Author of the following miscellaneous work
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1805, when at a barbecue of a
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space.gif - 42 Bytesreading of the public toasts for the day, he was
space.gif - 42 Bytesrequested by some of the leading characters,
space.gif - 42 Bytesthen present, to give a volunteer toast; ----
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space.gif - 42 BytesThe day we hail that gave us birth,
Among the nations of the earth;
The fourth of July, may it be
Remembered still that we are free,

space.gif - 42 BytesIn seventeen hundred seventy-six,
Our independence we did fix;
That we in after days might see,
The benefits of being free.

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At eighteen hundred and five;
May we still join with all our might,
To keep the chain of freedom bright,

space.gif - 42 BytesMay sons unborn to sons still show,
How Independence strong may grow;
May honour, peace and love declare,
That we united brethren are.


The people of Iredell county having got a small
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1806, to prepare the arrangements
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space.gif - 42 Bytesa unanimous resolve, that James Gay, prepare
space.gif - 42 Bytesa piece of poetry for the celebration of the 4th of
space.gif - 42 BytesJuly 1806. So when the day came, after
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May thoughts sublime our minds inspire,
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May patriots zeal our hearts still fire,
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Our Independence precious nature,
space.gif - 42 BytesOn fourth of July first took place;
And we this day enjoy the same,
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May thoughts look back to seventy six,
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Our Independence they did fix,
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Now eighteen hundred and six,
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The number thirty one does fix
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May we those blessings still improve,
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That nought but truth and peace and love
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May honesty, that noble plan
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Adorn each patriot aged man,
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May our fair sex adorn their place,
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That so a legal free born race
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May widows' comforts be enlarg'd,
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Wisdom to guide a parent's charge,
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And may our maids still grow and thrive
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May comfort to their parents give
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May our forces sufficient prove
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With hearts unite in strength and love
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And still when many ages pass,
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These blessings may our sons possess,
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While ever Sun or Moon appear
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May Independence with each year
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Before the 4th of July 1807 came there happened
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space.gif - 42 Bytesducting the business of the day among some of
space.gif - 42 Bytesthe leading men of Iredell county which put a
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space.gif - 42 Bytesetical Author, on the morning of the 4th of July,
space.gif - 42 Bytes1807, produced the following verses.

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Oh laymentation deep and sad,
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My heart refuses to be glad,
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But sad confusion fills our streets,
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Each patriot when his old friend meets,
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Oh! Where's the joy that did appear
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This eighteenth hundred seventh year,
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Because dissention did arise,
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Shall therefore all the rest despise,
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Oh poor Iredell where art thou sunk
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We're either simple, bad or drunk,
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Are all so stupid, I hope not,
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One poor old patriot may be got,
space.gif - 42 BytesI witness here upon the ground.
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My mite I'll freely hand it forth,
space.gif - 42 Bytes[throws down a dollar]
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That some poor men may know the worth
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Let no offence be given here
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And those whose minds can join the cheer
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And those who do not like the plan
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We beg no favors from any man
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But social love we beg of all
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That Iredell county may not fall
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And now my heart begins to rise,
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Though party spirit I despise,
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I hope you all with hearts unite,
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In social mirth, peace and delight,
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And should you raise my thoughts on high,
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Perhaps my muse might quit the sigh,
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For joy and love's more pleasant theme,
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Than Iredell county for to blame
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Then stop my muse; we nobler strains
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Should peace and love fill heart and brains,
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Our Author on the 19th of April 1808 made out a
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space.gif - 42 Bytesof our American affairs, the Embargo at that
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space.gif - 42 Byteshis old fellow soldiers or veterans of the Revolu-
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space.gif - 42 BytesTune, "Nelly of Killead," an old Irish Song.

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Ye heroes of this nation,
With grief and vexation
Let us make observation
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Our American brave nation,
Now brought to desolation
And drove to desperation,
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My heart is still a bleeding
To see such strange proceeding,
And foreigners a feeding
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While American brave rangers
That helped us in dangers
May wander now as strangers
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At Bunker hill pray mind them,
At Trenton also find them,
Their praise is left behind them,
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Their actions prov'd them glorious,
And Washington victorious;
These facts are most notorious,
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In those days we were free men,
No danger ever seeming
For to disjoint our union,
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Our Congress, wise and steady,
Their wit was always ready,
They were not frail nor giddy
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We then a tax could levy
To fit us out a navy,
With guns both stout and heavy,
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But now to save expences
Gun-Boats are our defences;
Sure no man in his senses,
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We now are in confusion,
Or a foreign interest using
To bring us to delusion,
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We hear of an Embargo,
I do not like to argue,
But mark what here I charge you,
space.gif - 42 BytesSuch measures cannot stand.
space.gif - 42 BytesVII.
Our seaports now are shutted,
All merchandize is stopped,
Although it might be hoped
space.gif - 42 BytesSuch measures will soon end.
Yet by our late dispatches
We are still under hatches
By cunning foreign matches;
space.gif - 42 BytesOur laws we cannot mend.
space.gif - 42 BytesVIII.
Our ships laid up like lumber,
I do not know what number
Have left our wharves to 'cumber
space.gif - 42 BytesEvery seaport town;
To rotting or worm eating,
While the owners are fretting,
No profit they are getting
space.gif - 42 BytesFrom what is useless grows.
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Our seamen left to begging,
And island trade is flagging,
While we are onward dragging
space.gif - 42 BytesA life of bounden woe;
That by this great stagnation
Our tradesmen of each station
All to some foreign nation
space.gif - 42 BytesTo seek for bread may go.
space.gif - 42 BytesX.
In this sad situation
We find this noble nation,
That stood in warlike station
space.gif - 42 BytesIn Seventy Six of old;
When Washington did lead us
Our farmers they did feed us,
Our Congress laws they freed us;
space.gif - 42 BytesIn union we were bold.
space.gif - 42 BytesXI.
Now to conclude my ditty ---
I think it is a pity
That men so great and witty,
space.gif - 42 BytesAs our law makers be,
Should leave this noble nation
In this sad situation
And dreadful desolation,
space.gif - 42 BytesThat formerly was free.
space.gif - 42 BytesXII.
But my boys it is a folly
Thus to be melancholy,
We'ell mark all on the tally,
space.gif - 42 BytesIn hopes yet to regain
But mark my observation,
That sailors occupation
And soldiers of this nation
space.gif - 42 BytesMay be wanted again.


On the 4th of July, 1808, the Rev. James M'Ree,
space.gif - 42 Byteswas employed to give a discourse in the town of
space.gif - 42 BytesStatesville, Iredell county, which he did and it is
space.gif - 42 Bytesnow printed; yet nevertheless our Author prepared
space.gif - 42 Bytesa piece of poetry which has been shewn
space.gif - 42 Bytesand read to his friends, and is as follows:

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Now thou my muse ascend on high,
space.gif - 42 BytesThe fourth of July now appears;
Let thoughts begone from every sigh,
space.gif - 42 BytesAnd all our eyes be dry'd from tears.
space.gif - 42 BytesII.
When we look back to days of old
space.gif - 42 BytesWhen British laws had the command,
And Bitish tyrants I am told
space.gif - 42 BytesDid threaten to subdue our land.
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But seventy six, that happy year,
space.gif - 42 BytesArriv'd when tyrants power did fall,
Our Independence fair and clear,
space.gif - 42 BytesAbroad did blaze in sight of all.
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And sure a blessing it must be,
space.gif - 42 BytesThat all true patriots feel with weight,
That Independence now we see,
space.gif - 42 BytesIn eighteen hundred and eight.
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Our Independence now has stood,
space.gif - 42 BytesThis day begins thirty three years;
Our minds may this impress with good
space.gif - 42 BytesFor all to dispel all slavish fears.
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Of foreign tyrants great and strong,
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If union be ourselve's among,
space.gif - 42 BytesWe need not fear an invader.
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May we therefore our wishes join
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That love and union in each mind
space.gif - 42 BytesMay through our states still bear the sway.
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Let party spirit be despis'd,
space.gif - 42 BytesAs that which would destroy our land,
While love and union should be priz'd
space.gif - 42 BytesBy which alone our strength can stand.
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May aged patriots' joys be crown'd
space.gif - 42 BytesWhen tottering from this earthly stage;
To see a race of heroes bound
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And may our youths still willing be,
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To latest ages may they see
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May foreign powers still stand agast,
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When they consider what is past
space.gif - 42 BytesAnd how our union firm doth stand.
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Our fair sex, may they ne'er forget,
space.gif - 42 BytesStill uphold their place and worth,
Chaste honor with their love be met,
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May aged and young both combine,
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May husbands and sweethearts always find
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Now to conclude: May peace and love
space.gif - 42 BytesReign through our land from sea to sea;
May patriot joy never remove,
space.gif - 42 BytesOn fourth of July here to be.
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That Iredell county may be blest
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My wish is, should it be the last
space.gif - 42 BytesFrom poor old James, and so farewell.


Also when the Embargo went off at the tenth of
space.gif - 42 BytesJune
1809, our Author made another song by
space.gif - 42 Bytesway of rejoicing on that occasion. And chiefly
space.gif - 42 Bytesdirected to his old fellow soldiers, and is as fol-
space.gif - 42 Byteslows:

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Come all ye loyal heroes
Come listen now a while to me;
To these few lines that I have penn'd
To shew that we will be free.
That the Congress they may know,
And the foreign and domestic courts,
That for liberty and property
With loyalty we will exert.
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When French and British edicts
Did come abroad, our lands did scar,
Said they you must pay tyibute
Or join with one of us in war.
Our Congress then to save us
A close embargo they did lay,
Your ships must stay at home sir,
Before we war or tribute pay.
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In this sad situation
America continued,
Our ships in ports were laid up;
Seamen without means of bred.
New laws to enforce the old
From time to time did fret our thought;
Our land to desolation
Was likely soon for to be brought.
space.gif - 42 BytesIV.
But stout New England Yankees
Would not submit to such hard terms,
As ships in port still laid up
And produce rotting in their barns.
In large assembled bodies
Their rights as freemen did declare
Said they we fought for freedom,
Our constitution we revere.
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Or Congress being alarmed
At such proud declarations made,
Thought it better to stop that law
Than totally stop our trade.
Therefore a resolution
Did pass both houses I hear say,
That on the tenth of June boys
Embargo law is done away.
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No more of your embargoes
To hurt our thoughts or sink our land,
True freemen of America
The constitution will command:
And if no less will do then
Our lives and fortunes we will pledge,
Our country's rights for to defend,
If foreign powers they should rage.
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The American brave Eagle
Will spread her wings and soar on high,
Under the divine blessing
All foreign powers we defy.
If we unite firmly
And party spirit lay aside,
A fig for all the foreign powers,
That would assail by land or tide.
space.gif - 42 BytesVIII.
So now my boys let us rejoice,
Since we the tenth of June do see;
Embargo laws are done away,
Columbia's sons they will be free.
Let party spirit also cease,
Let us unite as brethren should,
For peace and love is better
Than sorted heaps of yellow gold.
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But should the case so happen,
That to the camps we must repair,
For to defend our country's rights,
The divine power can screen us there:
Though cannons roar and bullets fly,
None dies until his time has come,
We are as safe in battle
As if we were in bed at home.
space.gif - 42 BytesX.
Now to conclude my ditty,
My song is near unto an end;
I hope no true American
Will slight these few lines I've pen'd.
For to rejoice in freedom
A duty does appear to me,
So farewell old embargo,
We want no more of you to see.
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God gave the constitution
And all good wholesome federal laws;
I hope each true American
Will firmly stand to the old cause:
And then we fear no foreign powers,
Although they proud and haughty be;
Since Independence we obtained,
May powers above still keep us free.


The following verses were made and sung by
space.gif - 42 BytesJames Gay, in Statesville, Iredell county, as an
space.gif - 42 Bytesaddress by Capt James Hart to his lady, on
space.gif - 42 Bytesthe morning of the 4th of July
1809, and are
space.gif - 42 Bytesnow published by his consent.

space.gif - 42 BytesTune "Sweet Anna from the beach came."

My Anna fair, true and complete,
With every charm that calls for love;
Let me salute thee as 'tis meet,
To shew that I thy charms approve.
This morning of our festive day,
Let me my first respects hold forth,
To my dear Anna's charming way,
To shew the praises of her worth.

In the sweet station where she stands,
To me as my beloved spouse;
My partner, owner of my lands,
And the firm steward of my house;
Our progeny at her command,
How sweet the task to crown my joys,
When I'm surrounded at my hand
With smiling girls and pratling boys.

The fourth of July now appears
In eighteen hundred and nine,
Love's tye to keep another year,
To my sweet Anna I resign.
Whether in health or sickness, I
Or church or state my lot should prove;
If my sweet Anna be but by,
It crowns my joys and Sweetens love.

Should my commission call me forth
In my lov'd country's defence,
Yet still the sense of Anna's worth
Would stay my thoughts from all pretence,
To any rival rich or poor
Or high or low tho' e'er so fair;
My Anna for to see once more,
Would keep my heart in constant care.

May Hart to Hart united be
Till life's rough voyage on earth is past;
We'll smooth its waves on every sea,
If firm true union still doth last.
Then we'll descend unto the tomb,
In hopes that we at last may find
Emanuel's land to be our home,
When worldly joys are left behind.

Thus may true love be ever paid
Through all the nations of the earth,
Its pure effects can ne'er be staid,
And none can count its real worth.
For gold at best is but world's trash,
Tho' we with it our coffers fill;
A guilty conscience might us lash,
But love is everlasting still.

Also on the morning of the Fourth of July, 1809, the
space.gif - 42 Bytesfollowing verses were sung by James Gay, as Mrs.
space.gif - 42 BytesHart's answer to the above song, and are now pub-
space.gif - 42 Byteslished with her consent.

space.gif - 42 BytesTo the same Tune.

Give ear all people to my theme,
That I set forth with truth sincere;
My captain Jimmy I proclaim,
As the chief joy of worldly care.
This morning of our festive day,
Let me my thanks abroad declare,
That I a husband have this day,
And children round to be my care.

That pleasant task I do esteem,
Of wife and mother to perform;
Still precious time for to redeem
And children's morals to reform.
Let no one call it drudgery,
For sure a good wife ne'er will frown
A loving husband to obey,
And nourish children of her own.

The year is now revolved round,
The fourth of July come again;
May thankfulness and love profound
Another year with us remain.
I find myself with stronger tyes
To my dear Jimmy faster bound;
My eyes a good husband espys,
And smiling children prattling round.

Should my dear Jimmy go abroad,
Or scenes of war should call him forth,
Yet paths of virtue's may be trod
While we remember virtues worth;
Although to foreign parts he roams,
Yet I'll be true as he has been,
And when the crouds around him throng,
He'll think on his own faithful Ann.

May we continue love's firm tye,
As we have had in time's that's past;
Though worldly comforts should run dry,
Yet true affection still may last.
Then to the tomb we'll sink in peace,
In hope to gain that happy shore,
Where strife and war must ever cease,
But love endures for ever more.

Thus firm true love and chastity,
Shall be my pride while here I live;
In wedlock bands I'm pleas'd to be,
It worldly comfort still can give;
And if I'm right improving time,
Then I shall meet a better friend,
In heavenly regions to be mine,
When worldly comforts all shall end.

On the Fourth of July 1809, in Statesville, James Gay
space.gif - 42 Bytespresented a song for the Light Horsemen of Iredell
space.gif - 42 Bytescounty, addressed to their Captain James Hart. It is
space.gif - 42 Bytespublished by the consent of the company.

space.gif - 42 BytesTo the tune of "What would a young woman do with an old man."

space.gif - 42 BytesNow hail our brave captain we're happy to meet you,
On this fourth of July, we cheerfully greet you,
Since Embargoes are gone and our trade is now free,
We'll meet our good captain wherever he be.
We'll freely rejoice, each man in his station
For free Independence and the news of our nation.
Now on the fourth of July we'll take a good booze
And thank a kind Providence for the good news.

space.gif - 42 BytesOur captain is good and we will obey him,
We hope none will dare in the least to betray him;
We will firmly stand by him in war or in peace,
To submit to his orders we think no disgrace.
We will mount on our horses when he gives command,
At the sound of the trumpet advance sword in hand;
Then we'll wheel march and form as he gives the
space.gif - 42 Bytesword,
While we have a pistol or he has a sword.

space.gif - 42 BytesLet no difference in politicks ever split us,
Our good constitution for ever will fit us;
Let no time serving fellows e'er dare to divide us,
While good captain Hart and subalterns guide us.
For the good of our country we have at heart,
We hope none will dare from the same to depart;
So we'll praise our good captain and take a good booze
And thank our good President for the good news.

space.gif - 42 BytesSince gun boats are laid up and militia discharg'd.
And the good of our country greatly enlarg'd;
Let us join hand and heart as brethren should be
And sincerely be thankful that we are so free.
We'll praise our good President as it is fitting,
And firmly rely on our Congress that's sitting,
That they will do us justice in every way,
So in peace, love and union let us spend the day.

space.gif - 42 BytesSince in the town of Statesville we're happily met
On the Fourth of July, some pleasure to get;
This day to parading we'll freely give up,
Although in the evening we may take a cup.
Then home to our families we'll soon repair,
To plough, reap and sow and embrace the sweet fair,
And provide for our families clothing and shoes,
And still thank a kind Providence for the good news.

space.gif - 42 BytesTo wives and sweethearts let a toast be display'd,
And to all clever ladies, both woman and maid;
Let no jarring nor jangling in this health be found,
Let the full flowing bumper go merrily round.
Our Captain's good lady let us not forget,
When our grog we have drank, she our table will set,
Then we'll toast her health boys & take a good booze,
And at evening be thankful for all the good news.

Our Author also produced the following verses as
space.gif - 42 BytesCaptain James Hart's Answer to the above Address or
space.gif - 42 BytesSong, on the Fourth of July
1809, and is as follows: ---

space.gif - 42 BytesI THANK you my lads for your kindly address,
In truth, love and honor I can do no less;
I esteem you my children, I love you so dearly,
Next kin to my wife, with affection sincerely.
Then let us be merry since here we have met
On this Fourth of July, some pleasure to get;
My house is you home boys, then take a good booze,
And thank a kind Providence for the good news.

space.gif - 42 BytesSince Embargoes are gone and our trade is restor'd,
Some help to our country it soon will afford;
For our peace and plenty let us now rejoice,
I feel myself happy with you my good boys;
To rejoice in our freedom I hope you'll all join,
This July the Fourth, eighteen hundred and nine,
That day of the month was our freedom of old,
And now the Embargo is gone we're told.

space.gif - 42 BytesLet no trifling jars in our company be,
I hope you're all happy to find we are free;
Though politics differ let us all be friends
It would grieve me my brethren to see you contend.
Since we're met, Independence abroad to display,
On the Fourth of July this precious day,
In social good friendship let us join hand in hand,
And sound Independence abroad in the land.

space.gif - 42 BytesSince Madison has freed us from Embargo laws,
I hope you're all willing to sound his applause;
Relief to our country it surely has given,
Blest be the peace makers for they'll go to heaven.
Gun boats are laid up in our ports we are told,
I think it were good if they could all be sold,
And militia discharged then we'll live in peace,
And we hope love and friendship will ever increase.

space.gif - 42 BytesWhen this day is over go home my good boys
To your wives and sweethearts, embrace and rejoice;
Go plough, reap and sow and be mindful of labor,
Be kind to your families and your good neighbor;
Provide for your house, meat, clothing and shoes,
And always be thankful for our late good news,
Since at home with your families you live in peace
Your children to raise, and your flocks will increase.

space.gif - 42 BytesIn your toast to your wives and sweethearts I do join,
Since you were so kind in remembering mine;
As a band of brothers let us be agreed,
Since our ports are now open and country freed.
We wish peace and friendship with all foreign foes,
For bowels of mercy we never will close,
But in peace and harmony let love be given,
In truth to live here preparing for heaven.


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SUBSCRIBERS

TO

GAY'S POEMS.

(number of copies)

Captain James Hart (10)
Maj. Mussendine Mathews (2)
Doctor Richard Bennet (2)
James Crawford, jun. (2)
Benjamin Baggarly
James Campbell, Esq. (2)
Adlai Ewing (2)
Joseh Oliphant
Robert Williamson, Esq. (2)
Major John Nichols (2)
Robert Ramsay
William N. Mitchell, SC
Captain Andrew M'Kenzie (4)
Joseph Allison (4)
AEneas Campbell, Esq.
Charles Mills (2)
Angus M'Kinzie (2)
Joseph Davidson
David Kerney
Dr. Charles Harris (6)
Dr. Wm. Moore (6)
Thos. A. M'Gimpsey Esq. (2)
Gotlieb Shober, Esq. (3)
Andrew Hart (4)
David Crawford (4)
Benjamin Sternes, Con. (2)
Azel Sharp, Esq (2)
Major Gen. Montford Atokes (3)
Thomas L. Cowan (4)
Milus Nisbet (4)
James Irwin (2)
Francis & John Irwin (4)
John Irwin, sen. (4)
William Irwin (4)
James G. Brawley (1)
Archibald Cobb (2)
John Armstrong, Pinkneyville, SC (4)
George Lee Davidson, Esq. (2)
Edwin J. Osborne, Esq (4)
Robert Davidson, Esq. (2)
Thomas Williamson (2)
Joseph Stevenson, Esq.
John Forsythe, Esq. (4)
John Nisbet, Esq. (8)
Hutchins G. Burton, Esq. (2)
Capt. James Alexander
Capt. John M. Young (2)
Capt. Daniel Lewis (2)
George Gordon (2)
Samuel Welsh, Esq.
Thomas Crawford, sen. (2)
James Stevenson (2)
Robert Potts, jun.
Robert Baird (2)
Alexander Huggins (2)
Shirley La Farice (2)
Daniel Cress, Esq (6)
Duncan Cameron
Henry Chambers (8)
Wm. A. Littlejohn (8)
M. Troy (4)
Horace B. Satterwhite (8)
S.L. Ferrand (4)
Andrew Kerr (6)
John R. Stokes (2)
J. Martin, sen. (4)
Edward Jones, Esq. (8)
Wm. Brandon (4)
Robert Torrance (4)
David M. Nesbit (4)


Source: Gay, James. A Collection of Various PIECES OF POETRY, Chiefly Patriotic. Raleigh, NC: William Boylan, 1810.

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