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22. Ye fair daughters of Albion 1 lay afide your ornaments, your filk and fcarlet appa- rel; and put on mourning for dndre! The accomplifhed Mdre is no more!
23. But in the midfl of your forrow, let this be your confolation : Andre died not as the fool dieth! Superior to the terrors of death, he beheld his laft moments approach with decent fortitude, and a ferene and pltafing countenance! Thoufands and tens of thou- fands lament his early fall!
24. This was the fatal fruit of treachery! O Benedid, how art thou fallen! The de- mons of deflrudion laugh at thy defedioHj and enjoy with malicious pleafure, the co% fequences of thy fall!
25. The monuments of thy vlclory on the plains of Saratoga, ferve only to biaze forth the death of thy fame.
16. Thy namemall no more be mentioned C c
