YORKTOWN.
FROM Yorktown's ruins, ranked and still,
Two lines stretch far o'er vale and hill:
Who curbs his steed at head of one?
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Fears! ! Slaves in Chains! Pains of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
When looking at the world matters, the details of a particular part seems to be out of focus! Only those residing at the particular place know better to say a decisive view! The composition of the poem is wonderful to read and appreciate sure and thanks for sharing it here!
Powerful piece! Helps me understand the dreadful passions leading up to our American civil war.