THE DUTCH AND THE ENGLISH IN NEW YORK. THE first that attempted to enter this strait And fixed on an island to lay out a town; They modeled their streets from the horns of a ram : And the name that best pleased them was New Amster dam. They purchased large tracts from the Indians for beads, Who (none knows for what) from their country had flown, To live here in peace, undisturbed and alone. New Belgia the Dutch called their province, be sure; But names never yet made possession secure, For Charley (the Second that honored the name) Sent over a squadron asserting his claim. Had his sword and his title been equally slender, THE BATTLE OF STONINGTON, CONN., AUGUST, 1814. FOUR gallant ships from England came And other things we need not name, Now safely moored, their work begun; In stealing sheep at Stonington. That they must fight for Stonington. With sword and gun old Stonington. The ships advancing different ways, Who feared the loss of Stonington. The Yankees to their fort repaired, The cannon played on Stonington. The bombardiers, with bomb and ball, That stood a mile from Stonington. They killed a goose, they killed a hen, They dashed and The shells were thrown, the rockets flew, But not a shell of all they threw Could burn a house at Stonington. To have their turn they thought but fair; This smoke of smokes at Stonington. They bored the "Pactolus" through and through, So many, that she bade adieu To the gallant boys of Stonington. The brig "Despatch" was hulled and torn – So crippled, riddled, so forlorn, No more she cast an eye of scorn On the little fort at Stonington. The "Ramillies" gave up the affray, Of British tars near Stonington. But some assert on certain grounds- THE WILD HONEYSUCKLE. FAIR flower, that dost so comely grow, No roving foot shall find thee here, By Nature's self in white arrayed, Smit with these charms that must decay, Unpitying Frost, and Autumn's power, From Morning suns and Evening dews VOL. IX. 22 |