From "To the Memory of Capt. Nathan Hale" by Eneas Munson, Sr

From "To the Memory of Capt. Nathan Hale" by Eneas Munson, Sr. written "soon after" Hale's death:

Hate of oppression's arbitrary plan, The love of freedom, and the rights of man; A strong desire to save from slavery's chain The future millions of the western main, And hand down safe, from men's invention cleared, The sacred truths which all the just revered; For ends like these, I wish to draw my breath,' He bravely cried, 'or dare encounter death.' And when a cruel wretch pronounced his doom, Replied, 'Tis well, —for all is peace to come; The sacred cause for which I drew my sword Shall yet prevail, and peace shall be restored. I’ve served with zeal the land that gave me birth, Fulfilled my course, and done my work on earth; Have ever aimed to tread that shining road That leads a mortal to the blessed God. I die resigned, and quit life's empty stage, For brighter worlds my every wish engage; And while my body slumbers in the dust, My soul shall join the assemblies of the just.

history rewritten

three charlie chaplins,
open plain's crystal vision---
two check point charlies!

Player’s Prayer

Playmate!
Come out and play with Me.
The game is Ecstasy—
Ravage the Apple tree,
Burn out the Rainbow,
Knock down the Cherub’s door—
We’ll rewrite History
With oohs and ah-ah-Ahs…
                              Ya? Ya!