H. H. Brackenridge, The Battle of Bunkers-Hill
“ These are the men, Who in firm phalanx, threaten us with war, And aim this day, to fix forever down, The galling chains, which tyranny has forg'd for us, These count our lands and settlements their own, And in their intercepted letters, speak, Of farms, and tenements, secured for friends, Which, if they gain, brave soldiers, let with blood, The purchase, be seal'd down. Let every arm, This day be active, in fair freedom's cause, And shower down, from the hill, like Heav'n in wrath, Full store of lightning, and fierce iron hail, To blast the adversary. ”
