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from an eminence.
CLARISSA. Upon that very eminence was I. What then?--
NEIGHBOUR. I saw the brave man Warren, your son and brother.
CLARISSA. What? O ye gods!--Speak on friend--stop--what saw ye?
NEIGHBOUR. In the midst of the tempest of war--
CLARISSA. Where are they now?--That I saw too--What is all this?
NEIGHBOUR. Madam, hear me--
CLARISSA. Then say on--yet--Oh, his looks!--I fear!
NEIGHBOUR. When General Putnam bid the vanguard open their front to
the--
CLARISSA. Oh, trifle not with me--dear Neighbour!--where shall I find
them?--say--
NEIGHBOUR. [_Aside. Heavens! must I tell her!_] Madam, be patient--right
and left, that all may see who hate us, we are prepar'd for them--
CLARISSA. What then?--Can you find 'em?--
NEIGHBOUR. I saw Warren and the other two heroes firm as Roxbury stand
the shock of the enemy's fiercest attacks, and twice put to flight their
boasted phalanx.--
CLARISSA. All that I saw, and more; say--wou'd they not come to me, were
they well?--
NEIGHBOUR. Madam, hear me--
CLARISSA. Oh! he will not speak.
NEIGHBOUR. The enemy return'd to the charge, and stumbling o'er the dead
and wounded bodies of their friends, Warren received them with
indissoluble firmness, and notwithstanding their battalious aspect, in
the midst of the battle, tho' surrounded with foes on ev'ry side--
CLARISSA. Oh, my Neighbour!--
NEIGHBOUR. Madam--his nervous arm, like a giant refresh'd with wine,
hurl'd destruction where'er he came, breathing heroic ardour to
advent'rous deeds, and long time in even scale the battle hung, till at
last death turn'd pale and affrighted at the carnage--they ran--
CLARISSA. Who ran?
NEIGHBOUR. The enemy, Madam, gave way--
CLARISSA. Warren never ran--yet--oh! I wou'd he had--I fear--[_Cries._]
NEIGHBOUR. I say not so, Madam.
CLARISSA. What say ye then? he was no coward, Neighbour--
NEIGHBOUR. Brave to the last. [_Aside. I forgot myself._]
CLARISSA. What said you? O Heavens! brave to the last! those words--why
do you keep me thus?--cruel--
NEIGHBOUR. [_Aside. She will know it._] I say, Madam, by some mistaken
orders on our side, the enemy rallied and return'd to the charge with
fresh numbers, and your husband, son, and brother--Madam--
CLARISSA. Stop!--O ye powers!--What?--say no more--yet let me hear--keep
me not thus--tell me, I charge thee--
NEIGHBOUR. [_Aside. I can hold no longer, she must know it._] Forgive
me, Madam--I saw them
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