Excerpt from Jane McCrea: A Dramatic PoemWhen from the din of war's alarms, Restored within each others' arms. When slaughtering guns are heard no more, Along the Hudson's tranquil shore, Here would we live, and here enjoy Those sweet pursuits, that wars destroy. My brother, dear as life to me, Has struck the blow for Liberty Ah! Should'st thou then to battle go, And Show thyself his mortal foe, Discord between you will arise, And break true friendship's dearest ties, These vows will end which we have plighted, And all our hopes will then be blighted. Jones. Come, talk not thus, dry up those tears, Dispel those sad foreboding fears I'is true thy brother, sad to say, Hath Jolned the rebels in the fray But for t - hy sake Where'er I go, I ne'er shall Show myself his foe, Yet to do justice to our King, (as yet inactive I have been, ) I must away, and with them there Be willing in the strife to share. And surely, thou wilt not disdain T he honors I may chance to gain, For whatsoe'er my lot may be Thro' life, I'll share it, love, with thee. I will devise some secret scheme, vvhereby some friend may come unseen, And bring you tidings from afar, Where'er may be the seat of war. Jane. Thy counsel, noble, kind, and wise, I will approve, and not despise.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.