The adventures of Uncle Sam, in search after his lost honor

Found a manuscript from 1816, goes to show the way it was.
I thought it was a good read, I have always enjoyed reading from those times. It helps me remember where we came from and how then things were seen.

SONG,

By one of the Fugitive Volunteers*
WHAT'S freedom, think ye ? to resign
Ourselves to others' will ?
Without the license to repine.,
At pain, or threat'ning ill ?

Can freedom heal a batter'd shin;
Restore our broken wind ?
Remove one puncture from our skin,
Or calm a frighten'd mind ?

We volunteered to show our love
For war, and not for fighting :
Nor Patriotism itself can prove,
Beyond this point, inviting.

Fool-hardy wretch, that waits the blow.
'Till forc'd, at last, to yield,
He offers the pursuing foe,
His breeches for a shield.

Far wiser he, that shuns the strife,
And prudent, bends to reason;
Weighs well the value of his life?
And learns to run in season.

The coward only, ever fears
The loss of reputation;
This loss the real Hero bears
With harden'd resignation..

Uncle Sam, in search after his lost honor

Where do I start?
This is a beautiful piece of American poetry. The inspired thoughts of a Patriot, the verbalization, from the heart of a lion.
These things we must hold true and fast. For I fear we will soon be put to the task. S&F

More inspiring publications from the American formative years. I'll share another example. It is in reference to a specific, place and thing. See link;

Liberty Tree

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A Song written early in the American Revolution.

Tune – The gods of Greece.

In a chariot of light, form the regions of the day,
The Goddess of Liberty came,
Ten thousand celestials directed her way,
And hither conducted the dame.
A fair budding branch from the gardens above,
Where millions with millions agree,
She brought in her hand as a pledge of her love,
And the plant she named Liberty Tree.

The celestial exotic stuck deep in the ground,
Like a native it flourished and bore;
The fame of its fruit drew the nations around,
To seek out this peaceable shore.
Unmindful of names or distinctions they came,
For freemen like brothers agree;
With one spirit endued, they one friendship pursued,
And their temple was Liberty Tree.

Beneath this fair tree, like the patriarchs of old,
Their bread in contentment they ate,
Unvexed with the troubles of silver or gold,
The cares of the grand and the great.

With timber and tar they Old England supplied,
And supported her power on the sea;
Her battles they fought, without getting a groat,
For the honor of Liberty Tree.

But hear, O ye swains (t’is a tale most profane),
How all the tyrannical powers,
Kings, Commons and Lords, are uniting amain
To cut down this guardian of ours.
From the East to the West blow the trumpet to arms,
Thro’ the land let the sound of it flee;
Let the far and the near all unite with a cheer,
In defense of our Liberty Tree.

Liberty Tree By Thomas Paine

from 1816?

Were those poems written by slave owners?
All that talk about freedom and liberty in a time of slavery?

Those poems are just as ironic as Thomas Jefferson the slave owner when he said "All men are created equal".

Not to mention worshiping "The gods of Greece" at the same time saying "God bless America". Those don't go hand and hand.

The only people honoring Uncle Sam was Uncle Sam.

reply to post by buds84


How ever you forget the the slaves of then would never have been allowed to be free as they became, because of the very documents our founders drafted.

So, mind your history because a handful of very brave black men and woman gained freedom for their people, here in America when the rest of the world, other than Brazil at the time, were against free blacks.

Look it up, check my facts with your own sources. Do the homework, and you will know