<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478613" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Eutaw Springs</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At Eutaw Springs the valiant died;<br>Their limbs with dust are covered o'er; <br>Weep on, ye springs, your tearful tide;<br>How many heroes are no more!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If in this wreck of ruin, they<br>Can yet be thought to claim a tear,<br>O smite thy gentle breast, and say<br>The friends of freedom slumber here!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou, who shalt trace this bloody plain,<br>If goodness rules thy generous breast, <br>Sigh for the wasted rural reign;<br>Sigh for the shepherds sunk to rest!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stranger, their humble groves adorn;<br>You too may fall, and ask a tear: <br>'Tis not the beauty of the morn<br>That proves the evening shall be clear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They saw their injured country's woe,<br>The flaming town, the wasted field;<br>Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;<br>They took the spear--but left the shield.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Led by thy conquering standards, Greene,<br>The Britons they compelled to fly:<br>None distant viewed the fatal plain,<br>None grieved in such a cause to die--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, like the Parthian, famed of old,<br>Who, flying, still their arrows threw,<br>These routed Britons, full as bold,<br>Retreated, and retreating slew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now rest in peace, our patriot band;<br>Though far from nature's limits thrown,<br>We trust they find a happier land,<br>A bright Phoebus of their own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Philip+Freneau">Philip Freneau</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478613" data-title="Eutaw Springs de Philip Freneau" data-description="At Eutaw Springs the valiant died; Their limbs with dust are covered o'er; Weep on, ye springs, your tearful tide; How many heroes are no more! If in this wreck of ruin, they Can yet be thought to claim a tear, O smite thy gentle breast, and say..."></div> </div> </div>

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