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Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889

An Epitaph for Braddock

By Verse of the French and Indian War

[Braddock’s Fate, with an Incitement to Revenge. Composed, by one Tilden, August 20, 1755.]

BENEATH this stone brave Braddock lies,

Who always hated cowardice,

But fell a savage sacrifice;

Amidst his Indian foes.

I charge you, heroes, of the ground,

To guard his dark pavilion round,

And keep off all obtruding sound,

And cherish his repose.

Sleep, sleep, I say, brave, valiant man,

Bold death, at last, has bid thee stand,

And to resign thy great demand,

And cancel thy commission:

Altho’ thou didst not much incline,

Thy post and honors to resign;

Now iron slumber doth confine;

None envies thy condition.