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Strength of my youth,
All your vigor is gone;
Your gay visions are flown.
Days of my youth,
I wish not your recall;
I'm content ye should fall;
You much evil have seen;
Bathed in tears have you been;
You have led me astray;
Why lament your decay :
Days of my age,
Ye will shortly be past;
Yet awhile ye can last;
In true wisdom delight;
Be religion your light;
Dread ye not the cold sod;
Be ye fixed on your God.
BORN in New York, N. Y., 1752. Died near Freehold, N. J., 1832.
PROLOGUE TO A COMEDY.
[With a Tribute to Washington, who was present. -The Poems of Philip Freneau. 1786.]
ARS, bloody wars, and hostile Britain's rage
Have banished long the pleasures of the stage;
Heroes, once more attend the comic muse;
In that tine language is our fable drest
If the soft story in our play expressed
While discord, sinking, veils her ghastly head.
LORD DUNMORE'S PETITION TO THE LEGISLATURE OF VIRGINIA.
[From the Same.]
And known by the name of John, earl of Dunmore,
And known by the n 'se of Jubill. elia of 11.7 de,
The reason of this he begra leave to spoluill-