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Collection Reference Number
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GLC01450.050
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From Archive Folder
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Documents Relating to 1776
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Title
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Poem honoring Colonel Moses Parker of Chelmsford
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Date
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ca. 1775-1776
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Author
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Richardson, Samuel (1748-1836)
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Document Type
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Military document
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Content Description
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Poem in 22 stanzas honoring Colonel Moses Parker, killed at the Battle of Bunker Hill, 17 June 1775. First stanza says: "Come all who have skill and Lament / and let your hearts and eyes have vent / While you to memory do call / The Valient Colonel Parkers fall." Goes on to speak of Parker as a hero because of his courage and valiant actions. Says he fought in the French and Indian War before dying in the American Revolution after being wounded in the thigh. Hopes Parker will be a role model for other soldiers.
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Subjects
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Battle of Bunker Hill French and Indian War Revolutionary War American Indian History Battle Death Poetry Literature and Language Arts Bravery Military History Injury or Wound
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Place written
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Chelmsford, Massachusetts
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Theme
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The American Revolution; Arts & Literature; French & Indian Wars; Native Americans
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Sub-collection
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The Gilder Lehrman Collection, 1493-1859
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Copyright
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The Gilder Lehrman Institute of American History
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Module
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Settlement, Commerce, Revolution and Reform: 1493-1859
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Transcript
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Show/hide Col. Moses Parker of Chelmsford In Newengland Who Died in Bostone on June 1775 of the Wound he Receivd. in the Bloody battle on Bunkers-Hill in Charlestown while he was Gloriously Fighting in the cause of Liberty and his Country 1sth Come all who have skill and Lament and let your hearts and eys have vent While you to memory do call The Valiant Colonel Parkers fall 2th He bravely did with courage go To Charlstown fight to meet his foe And in his place was Valient found And with great boldness kept his ground 3th But fighting for his Countrys goods What Dangers roled like a flood A Wound Rea[inserted:d]er in his thigh Of which in Boston he Did die 4th While he was in Captivity Before he of his Wound did die We he[inserted: ar] was Com-mended high By his Relations enmy 5th He was a Valant offiser In the last Canadian war And in this present war Did go To face his Countrys bloody foe 6th Brave Parker their must ble[inserted: e]d and Die To Save his friends from Slavery Its with great grief we view they fall When thee to memory we call [2] 7th His Townsmen Do Lamet his fate His nearer friends and Living Mate With Sorow do condole his loss And need Support to bear their cross 8th God grant this Loss may be their gain May they not murmer nor complain But with Submission kiss rod And know that it is the hand of God 9th As they find creature screams Dry O may their minds arise more high To God in whome is perf at peace And Solid joy that cannot cease 10th God is th joy of those mourn That do to him through Christ return And rest by faith upon his grace Shall find relief in all Distress 11th His officers and Soldiers all Who mourn their Valiant Leaders fall May God inquire with courage Still And giv Submission to his will 12th May Gods protection them Surround And all their bloody foes confound May they possess the gates of those That Do our city now inclose 13th God Sanctify this Loss at all Who Saw this noble Hero fall And while his courage they relate May they his virtue emitate 14th May oficers that yet Servive Who by their God are kept alive By courage and good conduct Shew Their hearts to Liberty are true [3] 15th May they be kept from Sinful way Least they Should fall with foul Disgrace And Sink beneath the tyrants rod And feel the Vengeance of God 16th May they their Soldiers govern well And in their places all excel That Honour on their heads my ly Both while, they Liv and when they Die 17th But British troops Digrace must Share How can their Valour honour bear Since they their flesh and blood Do fight To rob them of their proper right 18th The greater Victorious they gain The more the Doth their honour Stain Since God oppressors will pull Down That the oppressor may wear the crown 19th Tho for a time they may rise high And Kings and Nations terrify Yet time will bring their Shamefull fall Their crimes Shall be exposd to all 20th They [inserted: now] may think they Shall have peace And by this war their welth increase Yet wealth thats got unlawfully Like chaff Shall from the owner fly 21th Welth that men Do obtain by blood Tho it increaseth like a flood It will against the owner cry And end in endless misery 22th The Stone Shall cry out of the wall And timber from their Buildings call For wrath from God Which Shall Distress All Such as do the poore oppress [docket] Samuel Richardson Chelmsford
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